I felt really tired all day today, so obviously my
wife reacted by getting me to do all manner of physical tasks and then sending
me off to get the shopping. We’ve been
married a while now, but today has been the first time where I felt like a
husband. I don’t mean that in a good way, either. I mean that in the way of being
ordered about and being treated as an employee with no real concern shown for
my opinions or my wellbeing. Off I
pissed to the supermarket, where I was just one of a number of disgruntled,
put-upon men – either pushing trolleys for their women or weighed down by a
massive wife-written shopping list - who all looked like they’d much rather be
sitting by the river fishing or sitting at home watching football.
Most of them seemed to be compensating for their
unhappiness by buying lots of lager. I looked down my nose at them and then
rewarded myself for my efforts by buying 4 custard doughnuts and “Godzilla:
King of the Monsters” on DVD.
RC 17-8-19
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