I am a nurse working on the medical floor of a hospital. All of my coworkers are women, and as such, I’m around women all the time. I love my wife, so I tolerate her eccentricities (just as she does mine), but working with ten women every night is really starting to wear on me. Sometimes I want to talk about things that only other guys will understand. None of my co-workers care that Zambrano pulled a hammie a few days ago. They don’t see my side of things when I talk about an argument I had with another woman.

Tonight I started to talk about a conversation I had with my wife last night, so that I could communicate my newfound love of riding my motorcycle. I started to relate how my wife said she didn’t understand why I liked riding, when I was verbally attacked by my co-workers, and told in no uncertain terms that my wife is unhappy, and I need to watch the kids so she can go out and have a good time.

They said I’m doing something wrong and my wife needs to have some “me” time. The funny thing is that I have told my wife this, and I started to tell them, “Yeah, I’ve told her that she should make some friends, and spend time with them.” Unfortunately, I also mentioned that she might go over to a friend’s house and take our daughter (she could play with the other mother’s kids while the adults talked). No sooner did the words “take our daughter” leave my lips, when I was told that she shouldn’t take the kid, I should watch the kid. Another one of them said, “She needs to get a job.” I also got, “You need to figure out what your wife wants.”

I don’t deny that there may be some merit in what they say, but I feel that the attacks were unwarranted, and their unsolicited advice was not welcome. I only wanted to communicate my enjoyment while riding a motorcycle. They saw it as an opportunity to play “Dr. Phil” with my marriage. Well, my wife and I are perfectly happy together, and we love each other. We have been married for almost 14 years now, and Lord willing we will have a long life together.

One woman tonight said, “I need to call your wife,” as if she is going to call her and they will trash me together. She doesn’t know my wife. My wife would probably say, “Who do you think you are attacking my husband like that?”

I don’t understand why they say Solomon was the wisest man who ever lived, and yet he had 1000 wives.


About Steve Picray

I am a conservative Baptist Pastor in the midwestern United States. Every day I commit my life to Jesus Christ. This blog is my view on life. My prayer is that, by reading what I write, you will learn more about me, more about God, and be assisted in becoming the person God means for you to be. If you have a question, just e-mail me at spicray AT gmail DOT com. God Bless!
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2 Responses to >Women

  1. Bunniehop says:

    >Steve, you have a marriage that most people would be envious of. Don’t worry what a bunch of women have to say. I guess if you want Kim to understand your bike and why you love it, give her a ride on it. Let her see why it is so cool for you. If you aren’t comfortable with passengers at first, just start with a couple of blocks around the neighborhood. But passengers can and usually do enjoy bike rides as much as drivers do. Maybe she is just feeling left out of this part of your life and her not understanding it is her way of expressing that.

  2. Picky says:

    >LOL. She doesn’t want to ride my bike. She doesn’t feel “left out.” She doesn’t want anything to do with the bike. This would be like me telling you that you don’t understand brussels sprouts because you haven’t really experienced them. “Oh no, I’ve experienced them, and I want nothing more to do with them.” She feels the same way about our dog. Wants nothing to do with him and would be happier if he disappeared. But that’s ok, because there’s stuff she likes that I don’t like.

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