Wellllllll now, who spent ALLLLL day, yesterday, playing golf at the benefit golf tournament with the boys, then ran to the office to finish up some work, coming home late to swing open the front door and shout, "Honey, I'm home".
The other one of us not only awoke early to feed the animals, fetch the paper and prepare morning coffee for the other partner, then rush off to work, deal with a bevy of office work, had lunch with their daughter, then rush back home to prepare a luscious meal of Parmasen Chicken and Zuccini Contessa, then scurried around before sitting down to enjoy a quiet dinner while listening to the other partner gesticulate about the particulars of their day. Afterward, the dinner dishes were cleaned up, the evening wrapped up with foot rubs and sitting through the television choices geared toward that gender's preferences. Soon snoring commenced and the day was done. For one. There was still housework and dusting to do. Ahhhh, a typical American coupling scene.
Spence:
EXCEPT, Damn it, the gender tables were turned!!! There was something so inherently wrong with this display. But, it proves we can bring home the bacon and throw it up in the pan...wait on you hand and foot coz, I'm your ever-lovin' man....I'm a Man...Spelled...M-A-N. Hear me roar in numbers too big to ignore....I'm a man...M-A-N!
Kate:
Ahem, you missed a spot.
2 comments:
This goes back to evolutionary times and why men don’t multitask well.
In the old days— Neanderthals and Cro-Magnon alike— women did everything: they cleaned the cave, cooked, pounded the roots and bulbs and grubs, groomed nits and unibrows, gathered wood, fed Dino, and kept Pebbles and the other little knuckle-draggers from getting into trouble and eaten by saber tooths. Doing it all simply became part of their genetic makeup because they did it so much better than the men. They multitasked.
Men, however, could only do one thing well: hunt. Only one task. Fortunately, they were halfway decent at it. This is why they’re called meatheads. Clubs in hand, they spent the day with the boys yabba dabba doo-ing it up and bringing home the bacon. Now they work and play golf. Same thing.
I’m with Spence on this one. He’s the last of the hunters and gatherers.
This goes back to evolutionary times and why men don’t multitask well. In the old days— Neanderthals and Cro-Magnon alike— women did everything: they cleaned the cave, cooked, pounded the roots and bulbs and grubs, groomed nits and unibrows, gathered wood, fed Dino, and kept Pebbles and the other little knuckle-draggers from getting into trouble and eaten by saber tooths. Doing it all simply became part of their genetic makeup because they did it so much better than the men. They multitasked . Men , however, could only do one thing well: hunt. Only one task. Fortunately, they were halfway decent at it. This is why they’re called meatheads. Clubs in hand, they spent the day with the boys yabba dabba doo-ing it up and bringing home the bacon. Now they work and play golf. Same thing. I’m with Spence on this one. He’s the last of the hunters and gatherers.
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