 Your
Guys Most Secret Thoughts!
What is
he really thinking when you are together? We asked four men to give us
a boo into their brains:
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Gregory
When we
go furniture shopping, I think of the couch I would design if I had the
time. It would be big and soft, long enough to stretch out on without
my feet hanging over the edge. It would have a beverage holder and a remote
built into the arm. If I put it on wheels I could rig up some kind of
pulley so that I could wheel my way over to the bathroom or the kitchen.
I'd have
a phone installed and the fabric would be soft but coated with a material
that would make stains slip off it. Like silicone or Teflon. I wonder
if I had a Teflon suit if I would keep slipping off seats or do they have
a bit of a tread.
When the
salesman starts talking I usually wonder how much a job like that pays
and how much commission he is getting. While she's talking to him about
material and sage green I wonder what ever happened to corduroy and what
is a sage. I find myself thinking about Kung Fu and wondering if I could
take David Carradine in a fight now that he's an alcoholic. I think of
how cool it would be just traveling from town to town and then I wonder
whatever happened to hobos who used to ride the rails. I think about how
I'd get a dog if I was a hobo.
They start
talking about flame retardants I wonder how long it would take the place
to burn up if there was ever a fire and then I wonder about how much insurance
they must pay.
Gary
Whenever
my wife and I have "a talk" my first reaction is to run through
the week and find out what I did wrong.
When I have
it narrowed down to three she usually finds something that I didn't even
think of. While she tells me about how I embarrassed, humiliated or hurt
her I try to figure out ways of fixing it.
When she
rejects all my suggestions I try figure out how she expects to sort things
out when she won't let me fix anything so I end up just nodding a lot
and wondering how big a thing this is on a scale of one to ten.
I notice
that when she is in earnest her head goes up and down a lot like the dog
we used to have in our 72 Chevy. I wonder what happened to that dog and
try to remember if it had eyes that worked like brake lights or if they
were just glass. Then I try to remember if we got the Country Squire right
after the Chevy and then I wonder why they put fake wood paneling on it.
I think of all the seating the Country Squire had with the jump seat and
I try to figure out how many of my friends could fit in it now.
©2000-2001Sharon
Grehan www.happywomanmagazine.com
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