Sometimes I’m amazed at the vast differences between men and women—and I really have to shake my head at the differences between me and my husband. Case and point…a few days ago we were on the freeway, headed across town, and my husband pointed to an oversized flatbed truck carrying a gargantuan earth moving machine. The tires on the machine were probably the size of a Mini Cooper! My husband pointed at the machine and said, “I bet you’ve never wanted to drive something like that have you?”
I turned and looked at the monster tractor thing and needed less than a nanosecond to consider my answer. “Uhhh…no. Why would I ever want to drive one of those?”
He smiled and I noticed that his whole face was lit-up with excitement at seeing the machine and picturing himself in the driver’s seat. “I’ve always wanted to drive one of those babies.” Gesturing at the machine he said, “That one doesn’t have a bucket on the front, though.” The funny thing about it was the way he said it. He spoke as if the machine of his dreams was sub par, but tolerable for him to drive—what with the equipment missing a bucket and all.
As I watched him, I smiled and pictured him joy riding this monster in the imaginary theater in my mind. “We are sooooo different.”
He laughed. “I knowwww!” A youthful grin played about his face. “If I could drive that thing, I’d be on it all day.” He shrugged. “See, women don’t get that do they?”
“I don’t know about all women, but I know I don’t. So what would you do with it? Just ride around on the thing?”
“Yeah, that’s the cool part.”
Like I said, Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus.
By a show of hands, how many of you have ever wanted to drive a monster machine?