Dinner with Ladies

Sounds harmless, doesn’t it? What if I tell you that it was written in Tony’s handwriting on our calendar? What if I tell you that “ladies” is actually code for “harem”? Yes, my dearest and most darling husband went to dinner with twelve women. One man, twelve women. He might as well have written “Dinner with my bitches” on the calendar. This was a holiday dinner for the night staff at the ER. You’d think they could find one more man to attend, even a gay male nurse would have added an ounce or two of additional testosterone, but no, it was Tony and the Hooches. As you can probably tell, I was a bit jealous when I discovered the male/female ratio at this dinner. My father tried to comfort me with words of wisdom. “Twelve women!” he says, “That’s every man’s nightmare. Now if it was two women…”