During one quiet, boring, and blissful evening of married life, my wife and I were home, watching Netflix, and in particular, a series called Ballers, starring The Rock as a financial manager of NFL players.
About ten minutes into the first episode of the series, I focused on one of the young actors and said, “I think we’ve seen him before in something. He seems familiar.”
No response from my wife. Fine.
We kept watching and about five minutes later, I paused the show and said, “We’ve seen him in something. I don’t remember what, but we’ve seen him in something.”
Again, nothing from my wife. She remained unresponsive and expressionless.
After about twenty minutes, it finally clicked. I paused the show again and proudly exclaimed to my wife, “I got it! I figured it out. He sounds like Denzel Washington. That’s who he reminds me of.”
My wife casually says, “Oh yeah, that’s his son.” It was; the show also stars John David Washington.
Well, thanks. Thanks so much for belatedly sharing that relevant information. You saw me sitting there struggling, racking my brain. I paused the show multiple times. You knew all along who he was, and yet, you couldn’t tell me who he was or help me out? You couldn’t even throw me a bone?
However, not long after this exchange, I recalled some informal marital advice from an old family friend: “This is what you argue about? If this is what you argue about, you’ve got it made.” While the discussion above, between my wife and I, wouldn’t properly be classified as an argument, the advice, as I’ve accepted it, still applies.
So apparently, my wife and I have it made. This is what it feels like? Who knew? Yay for us, I guess.
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