I want to have a serious conversation with my wife about the world today about who I am and all she can say to me is eat my eggs. I try to tell her that this mornin I was lookin in the mirror and thinking about it…. I’m 35 years old; i’ve been married eleven years and I got a boy who sleeps in the living room- and all I got to give to him is stories about how rich white people live. She says I say the same damn thing everyday, but I’m tryna make a point, but all she has to say is, “Eat your eggs walter, and go to work.” That’s what’s wrong with colored women these days they don’t understand how to treat their man. They don’t understand how to build them up and make them feel like they somebody and can do something. I am a man tied down to a woman with a small mind…. she just doesn’t understand me.