I learned something about Dave because of a grizzly bear.
Which is not a sentence I ever thought I'd write.
We weren't talking about a real bear, obviously.
It was one of those ridiculous hypothetical questions.
Would you save your friend from a grizzly bear if it meant it rained on you for the rest of your life?
Dave answered before I even had time to think.
"Yes."
Meanwhile, I'm over here wondering...
Which friend?
Dave immediately got annoyed.
"That doesn't matter."
Um...
It absolutely matters.
If it's my friend Jen?
I'm not worried about Jen.
I'm worried about the bear.
Dave says that's missing the point.
I say he's asking incomplete questions.
Those are not the same thing.
Here's what I think happened.
Dave heard:
"Would you sacrifice something for someone you love?"
I heard:
"We're sending one of my friends into the woods. I'd like a few more details."
See?
Context.
I've been trying to explain this to him ever since.
One of the funny things about being married for a long time is that you eventually stop learning the big things about each other.
You already know the childhood stories.
You know the terrible jobs.
You know the weird relatives.
You know how they take their coffee.
You know exactly how the thermostat debate is going to end.
Spoiler alert...
Nobody's happy.
So where do the new conversations come from?
Apparently...
Bears.
And wizards.
And imaginary rain clouds.
Now let's address the part where the internet decided I cared more about my hair than my friend.
First of all...
Rude.
Second...
Have you ever paid for a Brazilian Blowout?
Do you know how much work goes into convincing my hair not to become a giant puffball the second humidity shows up?
Permanent rain isn't just a weather problem.
It's a financial commitment.
Also...
I never said I wouldn't save my friend.
I simply pointed out that not all of my friends require saving.
Some of them?
The bear should be nervous.
Others?
I'd probably start writing the eulogy on the drive over.
Those are two very different situations.
The funny part isn't the answer.
It's listening to people explain themselves.
That's when you find out how their brain works.
Dave immediately accepted the rules.
I immediately started negotiating with the question.
Neither one of us was wrong.
We were just answering different questions.
That's probably why I love these ridiculous conversations so much.
You don't learn anything new by asking,
"So... how was your day?"
You learn something when somebody says,
"Wait...
Which friend?"
So here's my suggestion.
The next time you're sitting on the couch with nothing interesting to talk about...
Don't ask a better question.
Ask a weirder one.
Would you rather have a pet dragon or teleport anywhere in the world?
Would you rather live underwater if DoorDash still delivered?
Would you rather fight one horse-sized duck or a hundred duck-sized horses?
I don't know.
Make something up.
Then sit back.
Because the conversation that follows will tell you way more about the person you're with than the answer ever will.
Just don't expect me to answer without context.
I'm still going to ask...
Which friend?
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Okay, settle this for me.
Does context matter?
Because I still think it does.
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This article was inspired by Episode 159: Impossible Hypotheticals Every Couple Will Argue About.
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