Even Steven was interesting once

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Even Steven has a boring job.

It’s so boring, that I don’t even know what exactly he does. Every now and then I ask him, but he opens his mouth and all I hear is blah blah blah blah blah blah blah…

And then I yawn and say, Nevermind.

And then he makes this face:

Even Steven

So when we were at a party last month and the girl we were talking to (let’s call her Tara) asked Even Steven about his job, I heard him start to say, “Product supply blah blah blah…” and then I tuned him out for fear that I would fall asleep during his answer.

Which would be embarrassing since we were at a party and all. I did NOT want to be the mother of three that leaves the house for her quarterly outing and falls asleep at the party because her husband is talking about his boring job.

I was just getting ready to ditch Tara and Even Steven and ask the bartender to mix me up another White Russian when I saw Tara’s face.

She looked mesmerized.

She was staring at Even Steven – her eyes were wide. Her mouth was open in shock.

I thought she must be choking on something to have such a reaction, so I hit her in the shoulder and said, “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” she said. “I’m just fascinated by your husband’s job.”

Me: It’s okay. You don’t have to pretend. He knows his job is boring.

Her: Boring? Are you joking? It sounds really exciting.

Me: Even Steven? What is it you do again?

Even Steven has never looked so excited in his life. He was practically jumping up and down with joy that someone thought his job was interesting.

He looked something like this – only with a bigger smile:

Happy Even Steven

Even Steven: Product supply blah blah blah…

The Girl: Oh… I thought you said Product SPY.

And then I laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed. And then I got another White Russian.

And Even Steven looked like this.

Even Steven

But it’s nice to think that for about three minutes in 2013 someone thought that Even Steven was the most interesting person in the room. I think that’s really, really nice.


  1. thedoseofreality

    January 8, 2014 at 7:25 am

    I totally want to be a product spy. I feel like I would be so good at it. Telling the peanut butter to stop hitting on the jelly after hours at Target. Good for Even Steven for getting his moment in the sun, even if it was fake! 😉

  2. Lisa R. Petty

    January 8, 2014 at 7:49 am

    I think our husbands may have the same job. My husband works with “retail system numbers allocation blah, blah, blah.”

  3. My Special Kind of Crazy

    January 8, 2014 at 9:55 am

    My eyes glaze over and I start twitching around 20 seconds in Pi’s recap of his day, which includes computer jargon I need to look up in a dictionary…if I was interested enough to look it up in the dictionary.

  4. JD @ Honest Mom

    January 8, 2014 at 10:09 am

    My husband and I pretend to be interested in each other’s jobs. Works out pretty well. LOL.

  5. sparkling74

    January 8, 2014 at 9:14 pm

    I am cracking up imagining what a product spy might actually do!

    I have been a teacher my whole working life, and everyone knows what teachers do, so I don’t have to do much explaining. The jobs I don’t get are those in the finance world. People start to explain and I hear numbers and my stomach turns and I’m all done.

  6. Ashlee

    January 9, 2014 at 11:36 am

    A product spy… would that be an expert in I Spy or like a product inspector that inspects in secret?

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