As I have mentioned in several previous posts, I work for a great company. The president of the company stopped by my office on Thursday to see if I would be interested in going to the Jerry Seinfeld show on Friday night. (Which, of course, I was.) So, he gave Corbyn and I tickets. There were many funny jokes, but I noticed Corbyn laughed extra hard at one of them... because I think it is probably pretty true. Jerry was talking about "tone" and the difference between a man and a woman. The basic jist - a man walks into his buddy's house and says, "I am hungry. What is there to eat?" (said with a tone). The buddy says, "Eat whatever the hell you want." If a man walks into his own house and says, "I am hungry. What is there to eat?" (said with a tone), the woman says, "Why are you yelling at me?" For some reason, we women feel personally responsible for a man's hunger and his helpless inability to provide himself with sustenance. So, when I noticed Corbyn thinking that was sooooooooo funny (and realizing it was only funny because it was true), I adopted my new favorite line. From now on, whenever Corbyn asks what is for dinner or whines because I put beans in his Pork Barbacoa Salad, or use applesauce to make the cake a little healthier, I am just going to say, "Eat whatever the hell you want." (Sorry, mom.) I used that line three times over the weekend... you would be surprised at how liberating it is. And, I believe Corbyn will think twice before laughing quite so hard at a joke again.
By the way, I typed this whole thing without my contacts in, so if there are spelling or grammar errors, I blame my blindness.
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