“Honey, can you help me to move the flower pots on Saturday?” Jane asks her husband one morning.
“I am afraid I cannot. I am going to the gym. You know I go to the gym every Saturday.”
“And every Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Sunday,” she says and she doesn’t sound happy.
“Yes, I live for bodybuilding.”
He lifts up his arms to show his big muscles.
“I could use those muscles on Saturday.”
Her voice and eyes are asking for help.
“What about this evening, in bed?” he asks and slaps her on the butt playfully.
“Yes, but also on Saturday.”
“Of course, Saturday night, too.”
“No, I need you to help me to move the flower pots. Will you help me?”
“Why do you want to move them on Saturday?”
“It is the only day I am free. I work from morning till evening every day. And on Sunday, I am going to help my mother in the garden.”
“As I said, I cannot. Can you ask someone else?”
She is quiet for about 10 minutes. She thinks really hard about what to say and how to say it. She is really angry. She is breathing very fast. She bites her tongue till she finally speaks:
“What is the point of having big muscles if you never use it for anything useful? What is the point of being strong if you never do anything hard outside the gym?”
She doesn’t wait for an answer. She leaves the house and drives off to work.
Originally posted 2020-06-14 11:48:53.