He was obviously slacking on the job. He had received a warning, and failed to improve his performance. So, in the low tolerance arena of Christmas Tree Decorating, he was summarily dismissed from his duties.
And, this was all driven by my 6 year old nephew.
Even my nephew quickly picked up on the fact that hubby likes to lean back in his chair and watch as people around him scramble to complete tasks. Since he likes to do things on his own timeline, it seems that he was too slow to hang the ornaments and when he decided to sit down on the job, my nephew had enough and told him he was FIRED!
I suppose you could look at this one of two ways:
1) My nephew is being taught at a very early age to not tolerate slackers and to not lower his expectations to meet people’s lack-luster performance
2) He’s being indoctrinated at a very young age into “traditional” male behavior. Which dictates that you should slack off just enough so that people around you are compelled to finish your task.
It’s a sly way of training youngsters. It’s not overt. It’s certainly not detailed in any sort of literature (that would undoubtedly provide proof!) It’s done in plain sight, in a way that doesn’t draw attention, but makes a little boy realize just how much their adult role model can get away with. And then – the seed is planted. All that needs to be done is to let it take root, and slowly grow as the boy gets older and dips his toe into the pool of “doing just enough to appear that you are trying – and then allowing someone else to finish the project”
It’s either BRILLIANT. Or MADNESS! I’m still not sure which.
But, I will say this…….There have been many days when I would like to fire hubby.
Like the day when he sat next to me in front of the tv folding laundry. I had folded 42 different items and hubby had folded 3. Or the day when I asked him numerous times to move a heavy box into the basement and it sat there for weeks. Or even the day when I asked him to clean his whiskers out of the sink, only to find that he must have made a swish of his hand with the sponge, and only captured an itty bitty fraction of what was actually in the sink and declared himself to be DONE!
On all these days I would have liked to say “You’re Fired”. But I’ve learned over the years that it’s far better (and much more rewarding) to look at him after he’s half-assed a task and happily declare… “You’re NOT fired”. And, “I’m certain you will do better next time!”
Touché dear hubby touché!
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