Why do women get to have so much fun with wedding planning while men have to sit the entire thing out? Carey and I had a humorous exchange the other day when she walked up to me and said, “There’s a wedding show in a couple of weeks. I just bought tickets for me and my girlfriend.”
I smiled, pretended to listen, and kept playing my video game.
A couple of minutes later it sunk in. I looked up from the screen and told Carey I wanted to go.
“Why didn’t you buy me a ticket, honey?”
She looked flustered, “But. . . it’s a wedding show.”
I nodded, “Yeah. And? What am I; chopped liver? I do believe you’re not the only one with a wedding coming up.”
“Well, I didn’t think you’d want to go. I went to one with my girlfriend when she was getting married and the husband didn’t go.”
I sighed patiently, “Why? Was he intentionally left out like I am, apparently?”
“Because it will be filled with girly stuff, dresses and lace, and such. It’s not geared towards men.”
I decided to be disagreeable, because there are times when you just have to. “You mean to tell me that there will be nothing there for a groom-to-be? You know this as fact?”
“Well I don’t know, Ron.” When she uses my first name she’s annoyed at me. “This is something the girls do.”
I waggled my XBox controller at her, “You’re going to feel like shit when you get there and see all the guys there. You’ll realize you left me out of a part of our wedding planning.”
Thoroughly discombobulated, she went back to the website for the show and came back a few minutes later. “Honey; it says here there will be a guy room! A room for the bored men to hang out in and stuff. You can go!”
I shook my head and kept playing my game, “Nah – those shows aren’t for me. You go and have a good time with your friends.”
I never saw the hand that hit me squarely on the back of my head…..