From a conversation E.S. and I had tonight:
E.S.: Honey, let’s move to Bali!
FAUSTUS: No.
E.S.: We could have a house on stilts!
FAUSTUS: No.
E.S.: Why are you such a party pooper?
FAUSTUS: It’s my job as your lover.
E.S.: To destroy all my joy?
FAUSTUS: Yep.
Yeah, but surely you could steal his joy just as easily in Bali!
Wait, you have a lover?
My job as a lover is a destroyer of joy? Goodness, I have been remiss in my duties. š
Of all the places in the world, why choose Bali? Why not choose Seychelles, Maldives, Tahiti, Palau or Bora-Bora? You could have house on stilts in those places too and yes these places are safer too…
Well, since you do that everywhere you go anyway, I can’t imagine he was surprised to learn it was also in effect for domestic situations.
And then you had sex?
See, this is the secret to a successful relationship: logical and clearly defined roles. Bravo! Here’s your next book topic, Faustus.
I have conversations very similar to this one all the time with my partner. I call him “bonerkiller” when he mimics ES’s stance on things like moving to bali.