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Can’t a Fella Have a Little Pretty Decoration Now and Then?
Marriage troubles
My wife had noticed the toothpaste spot on my sweatshirt. She pointed at it.
“You can’t go out like that!”
But I can. There are plenty of places you can go with a dirty sweatshirt. Any hardware store. Any Walmart. Any gas station. Lots of places. And if it’s me you are asking, anywhere but a wedding or a funeral and sometimes those are fine too.
While my wife disagrees, I feel quite comfortable about running to the supermarket for bananas with this badge of white on my chest. People could mistake it for paint, and getting paint on your sweatshirt is a confirmation of masculinity, isn’t it? Doesn’t she want a Manly Man or at least someone who might look the part to a stranger?
She spotted the protest in my eyes.
“No, seriously, you cannot.”
I sighed. Defeated by fiat once again, I dejectedly walked to the bathroom to remove the supposed detriment to my social standing in the community at large. I still think it enhances my standing among most males. For one thing, it would say that my wife is not the boss of me.
Though she is.
The male of the species likes to decorate himself. Why can’t the women let us be pretty too?
