From “The Human Condition: A User’s Manual,” by Arnold Kunst
How to Handle a Woman: A Wrong Way
4 February
It’s Super Bowl Sunday and, to paraphrase Sigmund Freud, it’s homosexual
bonding time. You’ve got all the guys at your place in front of the TV. Your
wife is in the kitchen, and the munchies are running low. Even though you’re A
Real Man you’re very, very sensitive to the phrase “what will others think,” so
you yell out, “Hey, what are you doing out there? Bring in some more nachos and
dip. And don’t forget the beer!” A few minutes later she brings in what you
asked for. She doesn’t say a thing to you because all your friends are there
and she doesn’t want to make a scene. No, she doesn’t say anything at all, but
she does give you a look that would split atoms if you had bothered to notice.
Oh, she’s going to blow, make no mistake about it. And, trust me on this, when
she does, you’ll say with supremely validated self-pity, “Where the hell did that
come from?”
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