My Husband Forced Me to Take a Second Job—So I Picked One That Taught Him a Hard Lesson!

Lisa starts to question Tom’s motivations when he persistently badgers her to take on a second job. Lisa obtains a job at last because she is tired of his pestering. Lisa discovers a terrible revelation about her spouse there.

I’m the one who makes more money in our household. My spouse Tom has been encouraging me to take on a second job, which wasn’t a problem before.

“You don’t even leave the house to work, so you cannot possibly be as tired as I am at the end of the day,” replied Tom.

“But you’re a mechanic, Tom,” I shot back. “You manage your own company. And you take three days off work simply because you have workers.”

Dismissively, he said, “Let’s just put this conversation on hold.”

And we did put the subject on hold for a few of weeks. I couldn’t figure out why it was even a conversation, so I hoped he wouldn’t bring it up again.

My mother questioned me, “Are you struggling financially, Lisa?” over a mother-daughter pasta date, after I informed her about Tom’s idea.

“No, not at all,” I answered. “You see, we’re not fancy or challenging people, so it’s easy to maintain and control our life. It’s because Tom was adamantly advocating for this.”

As she sipped her drink, she questioned, “Do you think his business isn’t doing well?”

“That’s not possible,” I answered. “I’ve observed how many cars arrive and depart each week. Sufficient to generate a profit. And he has been hiring new employees on a regular basis. It’s also a positive thing.

My response was, “I have no idea,” as I topped my spaghetti with extra grated Parmesan. “However, I am aware that I cannot work two jobs due to time constraints. Every now and again, I clean and cook while using my laptop. During my lunch breaks, I go grocery shopping and also take the dogs to the vet or other appointments. I simply don’t see it succeeding.”

My mother said, “You have to tell him, darling.” “You have to make it known that you cannot take on an added responsibility that’s going to leave your cup empty.”

Everything was good up until we made the decision to sell my automobile and get a new one.

Tom said to Lisa, “I told you, Lisa,” one evening over dinner. “You need to get that second job.”

“Why me?” Sickened, I questioned. “My work is tough, and I already put in a lot of overtime. I have to pay attention and stare at a screen all day. My eyes hurt and my brain is worn out by the end of the day. After that, I have to worry about everything else, including dinner and laundry.”