In a lot of cases, you hear, ”well the money is not good, and the hours are long, but the perks are great.” Job perks are one of the foundations that this great country is built on, many, if not all, employers stress them on interviews, and employees revere and brag about them at social events and gatherings.
Marriage is much the same. If for example, you married a banker, surely you would expect they could balance your checkbook, if on the other hand, your spouse worked at a grocery store, they must be able to get those special inside prices and information on the best cuts of beef for your family BBQ. Now don't get me wrong, I know that marriage has benefits, the love, mutual satisfaction that is gained from the company of each other, all that stuff it talks about in the marriage handbook, but that is like, medical coverage from your employer now, it is expected, you also have to get the perks.
I have one brother-in-law that is a cabinet maker, their kitchen and furniture in their house, is wonderful, all matching, well crafted, made to fit in a specific spot, an obvious perk that he brings to the marriage. Another brother in law is a mechanic, he is always, fixing his wife's car, and I do mean always! An obvious perk.
I spent many years in the auto business, so if we needed a van to go somewhere, it was there, or a truck to haul something, or go to the lumberyard, we had one. My wife if she needed a van to go shopping with her friends, she had the van, we were never without a second vehicle if she needed it.
Now, my wife is a hairstylist, has been for, well in fear of getting killed in my sleep I will just say, a while, I believe that to be the safest. So if the ideal of perks holds true, then why is my hair falling out? I find it hard to believe, that it can be the 427 bottles of, dry, oily, natural, curly, wet look, straightener, de-tangle, mousse, and conditioner that I have had to build an extra 17 shelves into my shower for, can be the answer.
It cannot be that for all these years I have not been able to go to the corner barbershop, read sports magazines, and hang out with the guys. That cant be it, because I get to go to a lovely well lit, salon, and hang out with all the ladies, while reading, magazines about Martian babies that a lady somewhere in Florida had, and weight loss techniques that will make me a slimmer, and trimmer me. But I am slowly coming to the realization, after a number of years of wedded bliss, that it must be exactly that, and for all of these years, I apologize to her for not being so much more appreciative, of this perk that she has endowed to me.
