Your job as an investment banker has amazing benefits, but some setbacks.

Yeah, you make 500,000 a year, cause you’re a top performer. You get to fuel your wife’s shopping addiction, live in a nice big house in Canyon Gate, take your wife on expensive vacations out the country, being able to afford whatever you want.

However, you work long hours. You work from 9 in the morning to 11 at night, four days in the week, sometimes later. Hell sometimes you have to work later. It’s unpredictable and you always have to be on call.

And due to it being the summer time, you have to work even MORE hours.

And don’t get it twisted, your wife loves you more than anything just like how you love her more than anything. But she’s beginning to feel neglected, and which you know she hates to feel that way.

You’ve just gotten home, at damn near midnight, looking exhausted and you walk in your home to see your wife sitting on the couch. She had her arms crossed, with a tired, upset, expression on her face. All your tired mind can really think about was how cute she looked in her white muumuu and white bonnet, that’s on her head.