I was told once that the highest day of anxiety for men is Sunday because they are anxious about having to go to work on Monday.
Before this weekend, I never gave it much thought. After the events of my weekend, I have a different theory as to why men are so anxious on Sundays.
Needless to say, the Tyler Perry movie For Colored Girls came out in theaters across the country this weekend. The movie is based on the play For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide When the Rainbow Is Enuf by Ntozake Shange and it was on the top of my list of must-see films for the weekend.
Even more exciting for me was the opportunity to share this groundbreaking movie with my boo. When I first approached him about the movie, he immediately informed me that he had to work on Friday and was so very disappointed he could not go to the movie with me. He seemed sincere and genuinely regretful so, like any well-adjusted female, I just decided to go with some of my friend girls.
Much to my surprise, I found the movie, sad, dark, breathtaking and emotionally moving. I read a review in The Examiner that I think best describes the movie. The Examiner noted, "There is nothing to smile about in this 125-minute presentation. Instead of smiling, one's jaw will be dropping. Powerful dialogue and just as powerful performances will have the audience in a choke-hold. Which slowly tightens as the story unfolds."
Because I was so moved by the movie, I was even more determined to go see it with my significant. Surely after I explained the magnitude of the film and its emotional significance he would move heaven and earth to go. After all, he had been devastated when he couldn't go with me to see it on opening night.
Since he had to work on Saturday, I had a brilliant idea! What if I surprised him with tickets to this movie on Sunday?
All weekend, I could barely contain my excitement. It was hard not to tell him about my big surprise. In fact, it was so hard that I ended up saying to him Saturday evening, "Sweetie, I got a surprise for you tomorrow."
He was drinking milk. He stopped, looked at me and said, "Tomorrow is Sunday."
"I know it is, and you're off right?" I replied.
"Yes, but tomorrow is Sunday," he said again.
This time my mind started to race. Had I forgotten an appointment? An anniversary? Were we supposed to do something special together?
After a brief mental index, I could not remember any commitment for Sunday so I said, "What are we supposed to do on Sunday?"
He looked at me, frowned and spoke a bit louder than I thought was necessary, "Cher, it's Man Day and Atlanta is playing Tampa Bay."
Oh my! I'd almost forgotten about our agreement. You see one day a week he gets Man Day. That's the one day of the week when he can laze around, watch football, hang out with his friends or sleep all day.
In most houses where there are couples, Man Day is celebrated on Sundays. Ladies, this is probably the case whether you are aware of it or not. My less than scientific study contends that men are anxious on Sundays not because they are worried about work on Monday but because they're afraid we women will disrupt Man Day.
I gave the movie tickets to a friend. On Man Day I went shopping, got a pedicure and had dinner and cocktails with my girlfriends. There's just something about this Man Day; gotta love it!