Reason No. 269:
Because Conversations Like This Seem Normal
Because Conversations Like This Seem Normal
The scene: We're in the living room cleaning our guns after the day's hunt.
Me: Honey, when you're done cleaning your gun, please don't throw the patches with solvent in the trash in here - it stinks up the place.
Him: OK.
Fifteen minutes pass. He's watching football. I'm putting my gun away.
Me: Honey, did you just throw the solvent patches in the kitchen trash?
Him: Yes.
Me: But that stinks up the house.
Him: Oh, I thought the smell of the duck guts in the trash would cancel it out.
Another fifteen minutes pass. I visit the kitchen for a glass of water.
Me: Honey, the duck guts aren't canceling out the solvent.
Him: Oh. Do you want me to take out the trash?
Me: Yeah, well, you know - duck guts, solvent. It'd be nice.
Him: OK.
Me: Thanks honey.
© Holly A. Heyser 2007
6 comments:
Her: Honey, the trash stinks
Me: Then take it out.
Her: Oh.
Hunting or no hunting, we're equally able to perform basic tasks. I can't stand being called to the traditional gender roles.
Seriously, though... hunting couples definitely have some "different" conversations.
There was definitely no gender division of labor here - I took my stinky patches out!
But there was a huge gender issue - my boyfriend embraces stink; I do not.
Aha! The part of the story I didn't get... you took yours out, but he did not.
Heh heh... but you gotta learn to love the stink! Cleaning patches smell GOOD! :-D
That's totally true! Hoppes No. 9 should be a cologne.
"Hoppes No. 9 should be a cologne."
Dang! You mean it's not?
Hmm... I guess I could use it to clean my gun.
Seriously, that's one evocative scent right there... a lifetime of memories wrapped up in a simple cotton patch.
I personally prefer the smell of spent gunpowder. Sexy!
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