John would come back from work hungry and tired, and on the table – pasta with nothing – no sauce of any kind, no sausages, let alone cutlets nearby… He tries his luck every time, asking his wife: “Maybe there’s something in the fridge? The pasta’s too much to eat. And his wife just shrugs her hands, saying, “It’s my mother.
The fact is that John was laid off, and even if he used to be the best specialist in his field in the city, now he is out of work. Realizing that he wouldn’t find a new job anytime soon, he took a job as a “husband for an hour. He left the house early every day to avoid seeing his mother-in-law’s face (he lived with her at the time), sat in the park, monitored the Internet, sent out his resume, went to interviews in between jobs, and in the evening he went home and went to bed.
One day, as usual, he came home from work and saw a pot of dumplings water on the stove, and on the table, the same pasta as yesterday, only it looked worse.
– Can I have at least five dumplings? Well, I can’t eat this pasta,” he said calmly and quietly, so that his mother-in-law would not count his words as a complaint, but… it didn’t work. His mother-in-law attacked him. Called him a parasite, a slacker, an alphonso. When she said that he should at least thank her for what he has, because he does not earn money for pasta either, John got up from his seat: “Thank you,” he said, put the keys to his mother-in-law’s apartment on the table, gathered his things and left. And he went to his mother. As strange as it may sound, he found a job after a week at his mother’s house. Perhaps he was so influenced by the normal food…
Later, his mother heard his son wanted to rent an apartment, but he never mentioned his pregnant wife or the imminent addition to the family in his conversation with the landlords. “Doesn’t he want to take his wife with him?” – she thought. – When I get my first paycheck, I’ll go,” John said, and he kept his word.
After hearing about her son-in-law’s success, his mother-in-law called his mother. – Your son does not answer our calls. He reads our messages, but there is no answer either. Tell him to stop fooling around and go back to his pregnant wife. It’s not manly, it’s not manly… It’s thanks to my pasta that he’s going like this. He’s already renting an apartment.
Well, that was what his mother-in-law thought, but the macaroni showed John something else – not his mother-in-law’s wisdom, but that his wife only wanted him with money. Only his own mother accepted him without money.
