My Biggest Fan

Few people in my family (and almost none of my friends) read my blog; I don’t mind it – people are busy, after all, and I’m not that interesting, anyway.

But every once in a while, I’ll send my husband a link to something I’ve written, because I think he’ll enjoy it.

Today I sent him this piece about the wussification of the workplace.

He said “I thought it was well-written, but are you veering off, now, into other subjects? I thought you just wrote about politics and religion. And baseball, sometimes.”

I was a little hurt. “I have always blogged about whatever is in my head of a moment,” I said. “Sometimes it’s religion, sometimes it’s politics, sometimes it’s what it’s like to be at Costco when the strawberries come in.”

“Oh,” he said. “What is for supper tonight?”

Chicken, broccoli and rice, actually.

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