How John Prine, a very interesting singer/songwriter, knows myhusband is beyond me. I mean, they’ve never met and the closest David’s gotten to John is liking his music and sometimes singing and playing it. Oh, and seeing him once in concert.
So it’s a wonderment Prine described my husband, and probably yours, too, with a lyric from Angel From Montgomery.
I thought this year’s April Fool’s Day prank was inspired: I didn’t have to construct a complicated plan David would see through like he usually does. And I didn’t have to keep a straight face, something I seldom do. Instead, my tom-foolery came by way of a popular movie rental box’s email advertisement for KIOSK AMBASSADORS! People who:
• Like movies and games
• Love sitting in one place for 8+ hours
• Enjoy a very, very small workspace
• Must be able to think “inside the box”
• Not afraid of the dark
• Skilled at stacking discs
• Yoga experience recommended
The last requirement put me off a bit and I admit the photo gave me pause but it wasn’t until I I scrolled to the tag line APRIL FOOL! that I got that it wasn’t really a job for Kiosk Ambassadors.
Chuckling silently – his office is next to mine – I forwarded the “ad” to him along with a message about how perfect the job of Kiosk Ambassador was for me. Then I leaned back in my office chair, full of self-congratulations for reeling him in this year. Instead, it went like this:
Him: I knew it was a joke.
Me: You did?
Him: I know how movie discs are replaced.
Me: You do?
Me: Geez, I fell for their joke. Now I feel really stupid.
Him: You shouldn’t.
Me: Why didn’t you tell me?
Him: I forgot.
Me: So when did this Andy Rooney-worthy event happen?
Him: Uh, the other day.
Me: And you were where?
Him: Someplace there was a kiosk.
Me: It’s not like I got too close to some CIA secret you’re sworn to protect. It’s chatting, for God’s sake!
John Prine asks the musical question “How the hell can a person get up in the mornin’/come home in the evenin’ and have nothing to say?”
Most women I know can relate to pulling information from their partners like it was a permanent tooth and scolding like a mommy when partners don’t share. It’s not as if information is being purposely withheld but even if it was I’d be no less in the dark than if he was sneaking off to have wild sex in the storeroom at KwikWay.
I guess real men don’t chat.
Guys, while much of your infuriating behavior is kind of cute, even unintentionally withholding from your partner isn’t. Deeming things “not very important” sends messages you put yourself above chit-chat, can’t be bothered, or find your partner not important (or smart) enough to share your day. Take it from a wife: Being disregarded is excluding and lonely.
The small things, like how movie rental kiosks are refilled, is the glue that binds us together. Sharing with your partner is like having dinner as a family – it’s a way of connecting and knowing each other better.
What couple can’t use that?
Kathe Skinner is a Marriage & Family Therapist in Colorado Springs where she’s been in private practice for over 20 years. For a short time after reading this blog, David made an attempt to keep her informed; a week later they are back to normal. For out more about Kathe’s practice at http://www.CouplesWhoTalk.com where you can also sign up to receive a free, weekly, curated newsletter about men, women and their relationships as well as articles about parenting, health, travel, and more,
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