So, what does your husband do for a living?
Honestly, who would say such a thing in this day and age? It's not so much a question as an opportunity for judgement, appraisal, and outright nosiness. I've been racking my brain since yesterday trying to fashion an appropriate response to this inappropriate question.
Herewith, a sample:
Oh, Steve? Well since we lost everything after Enron collapsed, he's been dropping fries at the Burger King on Main. He's got a great discount!
John is a "Power Seller" on Ebay.
Oi, Gladys Kravitz, how is my husband's chosen occupation any of your fucking business?
He's Mr. Mom to our two Boston Terriers.
Alex has had some trouble holding down a job since he got out of jail, but we always have Jesus.
Sarah and I have been together for 11 years now and she's a district attorney.
I drop him off at adult day care before I catch the van.
Pete is relapsing pretty bad so I haven't seen him in about a week.
My baby's a kept man, he don't need to work.
As the rules of decorum and good manners dictate, never ask anyone this question - especially not a wise ass like myself who will spend too much time obsessing over the perfect answer while taking extra time to think the worst of you.