There is an old story about a worker in the salt mines of Siberia. The daily quota was that each worker had to load one cart each day - productivity is not real high under communism. One day, this particular worker just felt good and so he loaded two carts. There was immediate recognition of his accomplishment. He was treated to a special dinner with real meat to eat. All of the leaders patted his back and praised him. The next day, the minimum daily quota was now two carts.
I have said all that to say, this is the way it works for men in a marriage. Wait, don’t get your undies all in a bunch until you get the facts.
Talking to my friend Doyle this week, he explained that he had to go home and take his wife out to eat for dinner. There is a special place she likes to eat fish. Here is what happened. Doyle thought it would be nice to take her out to dinner on a Friday. He did a couple of times. Now, it is the rule.
He and his wife are planning a vacation for next month, so he asked her where she wanted to go. Her reply was, "Why do I always have to pick where we go?" His response was simply, "I didn’t even get to pick out the names for my children, what chance do I have on choosing where we go on vacation?"
Check back and I will let you know if the men ever win one.
PMO
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