by Ken Carpenter
All my life I have heard certain women called a fishwife. When I was young and heard it I would quickly look around to see if some pig was gobbling all the fish, which I have always loved. I never caught anyone or saw any fish except for maybe a can of sardines.
Eventually I caught on because I knew some of the women that were mentioned and while I didn’t think of them as fishwives I did perceive them as being on the naggy side. As I grew older the word bitch seemed to replace fishwife as the favored terminology.
The following story was written in 2004, and much of it deals with what the original fishwives had to deal with. All I can say is, take care of your own fish guys, for it makes the women cranky if they have to.