Ah, the holidays–it certainly brings out the best in everyone.
I was sitting quietly on the subway on my way to work this morning, eavesdropping on the couple beside me. They sounded like they had been together, in one form or another, for a very long time. She was dressed to the nines in a black dress with black patent heels and he looked very dapper in a tuxedo. Either they’d been out all night partying or they were headed to a formal event. (Side note: 8:30am is far to early to be wearing formal attire. Even in NYC).Hoping to gain some wisdom from their toils in the marriage salt mines, I leaned in. This is what I heard.
Her: I lost all my friends when I lost my job. All of them.
Him: Well. That happens.
Her: Yeah. Now I just have you and my sister. Speaking of which, did you see? She planned her nephews Bar Mitzvah on the same day that her husband’s mother died? You know I don’t put events on days when people die.
Him: Ugh now you are going all Kabbalah on me?
Her: Well, you know, I think it’s a big deal.
Him: So you wouldn’t celebrate my birthday on the seventh of September because of someone who died years before?
Her: Well….
Him: Gee thanks.
Her: Well you know, birth days and death days, they are very important. But I think death days outweigh birth days.
Him: So does that mean that when I die, you wont celebrate anyone else’s birth day?
Her: Well you are one stubborn son-of-a-bitch so who says you are going to die first?
He just sat there silent.
Now there’s the secret to a winning relationship.
