Editorial
Front Page - Friday, June 19, 2009
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Wife’s pocketbook often becomes husband’s millstone
Pettus L. Read
Wife’s pocketbook often becomes husband’s millstone
One day recently, I was making a visit to my local orthopedic trainer’s office for some therapy on my back when I realized I was about 45 minutes too early for my appointment. Knowing what was ahead for me on this certain day, and not overly excited about getting my back stretched, I decided to not arrive early; but instead checked out the benches located in the facility’s lobby.
It was also a perfect day for people-watching and a bench located right across from an outpatient surgery office waiting room seemed to be the perfect spot for one of my favorite pastimes.
I grew up during the days, just like many of you, when we would go into town on Saturday afternoons and park on the local courthouse square to watch folks as they shopped with local merchants.
It was much more interesting than chopping out corn and hauling hay as we had done all week, plus it also gave you a chance to look at the latest items in the window at Woolworths. Courthouse squares have been replaced by shopping malls, which do not lend themselves as real good places to watch people like a 1953 Ford Fairlane parked at a parking meter did in those early years.
Watching folks from the front seat of the family sedan while your mother shopped allowed you and your siblings the opportunity to make comments without being overheard. Mall benches do not give this same privacy and it is not as much fun without a brother or sister’s comments about the latest fashions being worn by those passing our car’s windshield.
People watching today has just become an opportunity of observation rather than a fun activity like back when I was a child. For example, on this day I was amazed at the number of cell phones in use or just hanging from people’s ears.
Everywhere I looked, people had those little boxes punching them with their thumbs or devices that resembled tiny piccolos attached to their ears. And, what gives with all the loud songs these phones play in public places? In fact, a phone playing a crazy tune and everyone within hearing range grabbing their belts wondering if it was their phone that was ringing, often interrupted the calm of the day. At least on the square all you had was a car horn honking from an impatient driver.
The thing that caught my attention the most on that day was the number of husbands looking after their wives’ pocketbooks over at the surgery center waiting room. It is a known fact that if there is anything that a man dislikes to do, it is having to carry his wife’s pocketbook where other men or women see them do so. It is just not natural for men to do this and you can tell by the way they carry the items that they would like to become invisible if at all
possible.
By my observation, I found there are definite ways that a man will carry his wife’s purse to avoid being detected as a male with a purse. First, there is the tucked under the arm method that gives the most available amount of coverage from allowing the item to be seen. Tucked in close under the arm and carried like a running back carries a football, seems to be the most used method. Avoiding eye contact with others also improves the husband’s feelings of manhood.
However, when stopped by another man who does recognize the subject and what he is carrying, the well-known line used most often by men for centuries is usually spoken. That line is, “I know, my purse does not match my shoes.”
And once this is said, both parties laugh and guilt is removed.
The method of carrying the pocketbook by the handle is one that should be avoided. It does draw attention directly to the man and helps magnify the individual’s embarrassment, causing the man to walk with his head down with drooped shoulders.
The man will also hold the strap of the pocketbook as if it is nuclear waste. But, it also puts the entire issue right out in the open and lets everyone know that yes, he is carrying a pocketbook, but it is not his.
I really feel for those men given this difficult responsibility. I have been there myself and understand that pocketbook holding is a husband’s job, right up there with compacts, lipstick and other embarrassing lady items carried in your coat pocket. But, at least we have other husbands who understand during the tough times, and wives who trust us enough to give us the responsibility.
Pettus L. Read is editor of the Tennessee Farm Bureau News and director of Communications for the Tennessee Farm Bureau Federation. He may be contacted by e-mail at pread@tfbf.com
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