I’m a Man, And I Don’t Care Who Wins the Super Bowl

And I don’t feel guilty about it at all

Photo by Phillip Goldsberry on Unsplash

Yesterday, one of my male coworkers told me, “I can’t tell you how many times people asked me who I’m rooting for in the Super Bowl. I’d just say, ‘ma’am, I don’t watch football.’”

I replied, “If it weren’t for people talking about it here at work, I wouldn’t have known it was on TV this weekend.”

To be honest, I didn’t even know who was in the game until a couple days ago. One friend from California is rooting for the 49ers. Another has always been a Cowboys fan.

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I say I like college football

You know, it’s funny. When I sit down to watch my home team play, I bring my phone with me onto the couch.

I know. Phones are the biggest attention stealers and producing killers in the universe. We should all just throw them in the trash and go back to dipping feathers in ink bottles and write letters to each other.

I write on mine, so for me it’s a productivity tool.