A great lunch
I don’t eat burgers much any more. You know that whole “eating healthy” thing. So when I do eat a burger, it needs to be “the best burger ever.”
Spoiler alert-this conversation is not about the burger, although I do want to validate my claim. Feel free to live vicariously for a minute.
If you have ever been to Dearborn there is a good chance that a local took you to one of the most iconic places in Dearborn. Millers Bar has been serving the best burger known to man since 1941. Back in the day, the line for lunch on Friday would wrap alongside the building almost to the parking lot.
I took an out-of-town guest to Millers for lunch one day. And this first timer made all of the rookie mistakes.
He asked the waitress for a menu. She took her glasses off and looked down her nose as she said in her most sarcastic voice- “do you want it with or without cheese”. Of course they serve the appropriate accouterments- fries, onion rings, and any domestic beer you can imagine. My friend loved his burger with cheese.
But my visit today was different. This was my annual visit to Millers to meet up with my good friend, Greg. If you read my book, you may remember Greg was one of my carpool buddies in high school.
Did you catch that- annual visit and good friend was used in the same sentence above. Just does not seem right does it. Please keep reading.
Well, apparently us guys don’t do relationships well.
A 2021 study of life in America reported that only 1 in 5 men say they receive emotional support from a friend. That’s right, 80% of us are running around getting support from God only knows, or maybe no support at all.
Please allow me to share 2 personal stories to support the claim-it is a guy problem.
I called my childhood best friend last week on his birthday. We caught up in 40 minutes and said as we hung up-”talk soon.” We both knew soon meant 8 months when Dave would call me on my birthday…soon.
Compare that to my wife’s recent sleep over with 3 of her friends who communicate on a daily basis. I asked about the pillow fight, she did not answer. What did you do I asked? Her answer; “We talked.”I did the math, they talked for…13 hours. That has to be some kind of world record.
Guys, could we do this? They did not even have a game on.
Greg and I enjoyed our annual trip to Millers. The burgers were great and the conversation was even better. Did I mention we talked for 2 hours? On the way out we decided we should do this twice a year. Hey, that is a 100% increase. We are making progress.
Enjoy your day.
Just a little extra-
Can I just give a shout out to my guy friends who made it this far in the conversation? We have the ability to see friends a couple of times a year and pick up like best friends. It is kinda cool. It could be one of our super powers.
However, we may need to up our relationship game. There’s too much research about the importance of relationships for us to ignore. Let’s talk again soon…before next year.