Ruth Dallas Rich
"Still Okay To Dream"
"Trick Question"
Something dawned on me
as I sat next to my husband
watching Jeopardy
Questioning the answers
I happened to notice
that one of the female contestants
was steady and unflinching
holding her buzzer in her hand
like...
...a man.
I wondered what that would be like
and then I had this flash
that women spend most of their lives
tending to their emotions.
I mentioned this to my husband
who nodded while he watched the show
I said, "for girls it's like 80%"
He nodded again.
"What is Saudi Arabia?!!" he yelled at the TV.
"80% of our lives are taken up
with thinking about our emotions
How we feel about ourselves
and how we feel about other people
And how other people feel about us."
I said.
He nodded.
"It's kind of a waste of time." I said,
"Right you are," said Alex Trebek.
And then I added, "for guys
It's like 20%."
My husband nodded again, still looking at the TV
"20%." I said. "That's what I think it is. "
A commercial came on.
I picked up the remote control and pressed
MUTE
"20%?" he asked.
I explained, yes, that's what I thought it was.
That was about how much time men
spent working on their emotions
Everything else was about work
or emails
"No," He said.
"Not 20%.
Not even that much."
"Really?" I said, happy that I had figured it out.
But only sort of.
But then I thought about it more
And I started feeling queasy and uncertain
Because really if women are doing all the
emotional work,
what are men thinking about?
And then insecurity swept through me
Because I hadn't pegged it exactly
And that pissed me off
But also made me deeply sad
And then I felt the ragged edges of
doubt, and nagging pessimism
Which bugged me and made me feel resentful
actually
because I was exhausted
truly exhausted
from constantly thinking about how everything is just so
completely
frustrating
and unfair
and lopsided
it really is
The show came back on.
"Wow! my husband said. "That lady just wagered it all
on The Daily Double.
She went for it!
She's amazing.
Do you want popcorn?
I'm having popcorn."
I put my feet back up on the coffee table
and watched her win the game.
