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.”
“Oh,” he said. “What is for supper tonight?”
Chicken, broccoli and rice, actually.