I want my money......
ridiculous.
a job is worth whatever someone is willing to pay.
to compare a mom who pours milk and cereal into a bowl with a personal chef is ludicrous. as is all the rest.
Hmm...I do all of that for myself. In the interest of fairness I believe the government owes me a check. Pay up, suckas.
Just sent this to my wife...probably will have picket signs in the front yard when I get home from work...
Ditto for the man of the house. What is the value of having a live-in protection service, sex on demand, handyman skills and a claim on his future income? Add all those things up and see who comes out ahead.
Sounds like a good reason for wome to stay home and take care of the family to me. You know, aside form the having a parent at home to take care of the kids, instead of kids raising themselves thing.
You know the government will want their portion of this income.
Doesn’t really depend upon how good the sex is? ouch hey!
They said they used the lowest valuation for each? Not even close.
chef?
cereal, balogna sandwich and a TV dinner or call for pizza
how does McDonalds workers make in an hour? $8? Cuz all of the above took about 18 minutes. BTW- Who shops every day?
house cleaner?
Right, we run the vacuum once a day in the living room, this takes about 10 minutes. How much does a hotel maid make?
child care
That is Barney’s job
laundry service?
75 cents to wash and 50 cents to dry at the corner laundro-mat
lawn maintainence??
seriously??
If you were to add up all the traditional jobs a man does around the house: electrician, plumber, landscaper, computer technician, etc, how much is he worth?
Probably more than the housewife, if you’re trying to compare duties.
It is, to be sure, a case of working for myself. The downside is that the boss is an idiot.
I have a brother in law who was in the middle of doing a one man remodel of my sisters main bathroom when she and the other girls got on this conversation.
As a contractor, I priced the remodel at about $15,000, he did a roofing repair while I was there, he drove a 40 year old pick up and kept it alive and cheaply repaired himself, he was a scout in the Army and served as a pretty good body guard and security guard for the family. Every time he fixes a leak, or the ice maker, or just about everything that he does there, is much more difficult, usually impossible, for her to duplicate, than for him to duplicate what she does, in fact at some point or another he does do everything that she does, but you will not find her under the house, in the deep cold mud, in 30 degree weather, fixing a broken water line.
These lists are stupid
The compasny I work for charges $160 hr per worker for lawn care...
Fun list. Reminds me of the joke where the wife lays down a similar list to the husband and says “So what are you doing to do about it?” and the husband says “Well, the first thing we’re gonna do is fire the chef.”
Damn! I’m sick of seeing this crap come up every couple of years. For the many of us who share housework and child-rearing while still working fulltime how about giving me my percentage of the calculations. I learned how to take care of myself and my brothers when my mother died and father was on the road and he assumed all of these duties when I left for the military. I learned to cook and clean as a restaurant cook, I learned self-sufficiency and discipline as an enlisted Marine and how to efficiently organize my time and efforts as an AF officer. I could out housekeep many of my wife’s friends in my spare time and many asked my wife how she got me to do these things. Over the years I have cared for the kids, taking time from my fulltime job and in the evenings, paying for babysitters where required and otherwise took care of my kids to include me feeding them, bathing them, changing diapers etc and that was when I was fulltime active military. I did and still do a large part of the housework and that includes shopping and cooking while my wife has become proficient in chores like plumbing, yard work and general maintenance. This is not the 50s and 60s I grew up in where the man was helpless around the house. A man who cannot take care of himself and a household in the absence of a spouse, girlfriend, or mother is pathetic. My wife of almost 40 years and I still share the duties and fill in where required although we both work fulltime. This perennial “calculation of worth” is the most absurd piece of BS anyone has ever come up with. For you ladies who wave this dumb-ass calculation around because you don’t think your husband does enough, think about what you would do if he dropped dead today; the cash cow would be gone and it’s ALL on you. </end rant>
The math is way off. Let’s figure the value based on (at most) a 60-hour workweek. There are 16 hours a day built in to the formula used just for the chef and child care duties, but no one could do both or should get paid for both at the same time. Then factor in the hours when working as the chauffer (8 per week?) and housecleaner (8 per week?) You’ll come up with a much more sensible value.
Maybe a 60-hour workweek is not enough when there are small children, but the hours go down some as the kids get older. My SIL has kids in HS. If she puts in a 16-hour workweek around the house, I’d be surprised.
Calling BS on much of this. Most “mom’s” are not chefs, they are cooks. Most cooks make 7 to 10 per hour, most meals take less than one hour to make. So 10 times 3 meals is $30 per day, times 5 day work week, $150 per week or $7,800 per year. Even if you add in two more hours per week for grocery shopping, and a couple of meals during the weekend, it is less than $200 / week. $10,000 per year is a far better estimate.
How much is putting up with her BS worth?
She’s priceless. As a result, she is trusted with all I own—especially in my absence, with the care and control of those others most precious to me, and no small say in the allocation of resources I bring in. It isn’t a question of 50/50, more like 110/110. We are a team, after all, and that which is not to our mutual benefit benefits no one.
Oh posh! That’s such moth-eaten feminist clap-trap that I can hardly believe it’s being posted.
How about my wages? I do the following:
1. Sole income earner - I want 100% tax deduction.
2. Teacher and Principal of a homeschool: Where’s my NEA wages?
3. Handyman: I can fix darn near anything - including broken hearts.
4. Chief gardener: I grow food for my family and others - no pay despite rising food costs.
5. Carpenter: non-union and proud of it.
6. Bricklayer: formerly union, now without a card.
7. Welder: I can join metals, but I ain’t getting paid for this either.
8. Engineer: I routinely layout and execute earthwork and land improvement projects - uh, where my cut of the earth friendly cash grants?
9. Beekeeper: I’m restoring the earth - broke there, too.
10. Orchardist: Fruit given away after family provisioning.
11. Cook: I know what side of the skillet the handle is on and I get no complaints, either.
12. Plumber: most of those guys are licensed to steal. Me, I get nothing.
13. HVAC technician: DIY or freeze.
14. Housecleaner: probably my short suit, but a talent nonetheless.
15. Launderer: No, I’m not Chinese but I can get spots out and my whites are whiter than white.
16. Seamst(er?): I can actually sew - made myself a sleeping bag and a pair of overboots of my own design. No Parisian fashions, though.
17. General contractor: Jacking the house up currently for a major renovation later on.
18. Lab researcher and technician: I do everything from distill alcohol (for product solvent recovery - BATF approved), gather date for analysis on chicken and crop production, practice agronomy and horticultural technologies all the time in tissue culture, grafting and genetic selection.
19. Writer and consultant: Part-time teacher of low-tech, self-reliance skills for various groups.
20. Wiper of tears and mender of relationships - part-time psychologist and therapist for domestic and greater family relationships.
Well, that’s a few jobs I don’t get paid a damn thing for. Where in the heck do I apply for my government grant? I want my money, honey!