I was listening, recently, to a story of a married couple that seems to have everything. Health, wealth, kids – the whole nine yards. And they’re even pretty damn happy. The only little issue mucking up their perfect world is that the husband works a lot. And, in truth, his career will always come first. Before his wife and their nearly perfect life together.
And she can’t take it. It’s tearing her up inside.
I can see how a lot of women (and men) would feel similarly, but not me. I’m kinda cool with being number 2. In fact, I can’t think of a guy I’ve ever really liked who wasn’t completely in love with his work. And the two I loved were full-on work-a-holics who would disappear into new projects.
I guess you could even say that’s that my type: Guys who will always put their work first. And, for the most part, I’m cool with it. As long as the guy in question understands the situation for what it is and wants to make time for me. Correction – needs to make time for me, as much as I need to make time for him.
I’m not claiming that any of this is healthy. Or even logical. It just is what it is. I like guys who love their work. It’s not about money or success. It’s about drive, passion and focus.
And surely I can’t be the only person who feels this way? Or do “normal” people always hate coming in second?
Tags: guy, happiness, health, work