It would be a bit cutesy

Jim wondered about the nature of the question, how would being a girl have anything to do with the way he wrote? He knew plenty of women who had nicer handwriting than men, this was true, but the way his doctor wrote in his charts or on prescription notes, the lady probably met more than one grinder or two in her life.

Still, as he stood up and walked over to the window, he supposed that there was something about having nicer handwriting, definitely in the business where he had to deal with multiple trades a day. If it weren't for the computer and having most electronic funds moving with simple keystrokes, he was certain that he would've been sunk from having atrocious handwriting, a hallmark of being just a bit too long in the game and having his hand and wrist broken one too many times in high school wrestling. It didn't harm his chances of getting into a good school and excelling, his brains got him there, but the sport took its toll.

If he never had to hear "crotch roll" being shouted again, in front of his mother no less, he would be one happy camper.

Turning back to the quiz, he picked up his pen and looked at the question again.

1.) IF YOU WERE A GIRL...WOULD YOUR HANDWRITING BE NICE?

Jim paused for a moment before he, still laughing a bit to himself, fiddled with his pen. I would have nicer handwriting, in both regular and cursive style, but it would be a bit cutesy, maybe with some embellishment. Jim laughed again and placed the paper down, not really noticing how the tail-end of the sentence he just wrote was much neater and had some bubble circles for the "i" and the period at the end. He winced slightly as his hands quickly went a bit numb with the muscles and length of each finger slowly shrinking a bit but he just dismissed them as lingering after-effects of sport, having glanced at the magazines sitting on the table in front of him, before turning back to his work.

****

That evening, coming home from work, Jim spotted his wife Laura sitting quietly at the table again, though this time she was bent over her laptop and had more than a few journals spread out in front of her. He knew better than to disturb her, especially with the way she was munching on a pen and looking like she was ready to rip it apart in her mouth (never a good sign to see one's spouse do that). He just gave her a kiss on the head and after walking into the bedroom, quickly changed out of his suit and put on some shorts and a t-shirt before slipping back out the door and going for a run. It took him all of half an hour before he returned home, drenched in sweat, and bemoaning how out of shape he was. If 40 treated him like this, he shuddered, he'd hate to see what 50 would do.

A quick shower, checking messages, and a few more hours spent working at his computer left Jim completely exhausted but, as he slipped into bed, the light from the kitchen told him that his wife was still going strong. "Night!" he called out.

"MMhhmm" was all he heard and with an eye-roll, he slipped under the covers and looked at the quiz next to his bedsheet again. With the first answer jotted down, he turned to the second question.

2.) IF YOU WERE A GIRL...WOULD YOU LIKE PINK?