My husband is one of those people who has a job I don’t like
to talk about. It isn’t because it is embarrassing and it isn’t – thank
goodness – because he works for the IRS or something dreadful like that. But I
just don’t understand his work. My own job is such that I have to attend a lot
of functions and bring my husband to them and I always dread the pleasantries
for how banal it is to say, “Yes, this is my husband. He is an industrial oven
manufacturer,” and then have nothing more to say about it.
As it happened, the last function we attended changed all
that for me. While my husband was off refreshing my drink, I met the wife of a
colleague of mind and, much to my surprise, she introduced herself as an
industrial oven manufacturer. While my colleague drifted away with that bored
look that I usually have when talking about my husband’s job, I was so
surprised to find another oven manufacturer that I stopped her and asked her
for details on her job.
She seemed pleasantly surprised that I had asked. She worked
for Perceptive Industries, she
said, and when I pressed for more information she began telling me about her
work. She told me about draw ovens, industrial conveyor ovens, stress relieving
ovens, and a whole host of over kinds. I was surprisingly fascinated by it all.
Imagine, then, my husband’s surprise when he returned with
the drinks and I enthusiastically introduced him to a colleague and started
going on about draw ovens and all that. The first thing I’m doing when I get to
work tomorrow is looking up Perceptive Industries and learning all I can about
industrial oven manufacturers.
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