A friend of mine recently told me the horror story of a co-worker of hers, who was determined to marry a rich lawyer.
Well, she succeeded, landing a young partner in the law firm where she worked. But the guy is so stingy he makes the creep in the article look like Santa Claus. He makes $400K a year, and yet is constantly trying to con his $30K secretary into buying him lunch. Even though his new wife is pregnant, he is FORCING her to keep working to pay for “her share” of the house he recently bought on sheriff’s sale. Plus no new clothes, no gifts of jewelry, no trips.
There’s no purpose in having money, as you say, unless you can enjoy at least some of it. People like this usually never get to the point at which they can relax and spend a little—to them, they’ve never made or saved enough.
Who marries for money, earns it.
Old Jewish saying.