Chewerees. blah.

There is one inevitable truth about all relationships. Each entity in the relationship fills in a role, and in every relationship there is one “Chewer” and one “Chewee.” That is not to say that one Chewer is not a Chewee in another relationship, or that the Chewer always takes advantage of the Chewee and chews.

In layman terms, a Chewer “chews out” a Chewee.

Now, some roles are defined by the situation. Your boss, your dad, and the IRS are usually the Chewer. Where as, your little sister, your dog and President Obama are the Chewees.

I believe that Hollywood sometimes displays relationships where each member is both the Chewer and the Chewee. I have never seen this, so I do not believe it. Or Hollywood will display relationships where neither is a Chewer or a Chewee exists. I do not believe this either. I simply believe it is dormant in some relationships.

Things get interesting when you try to decide where you fit in relationships with your friends, coworkers, and in laws. You might look at someone, and though you would never confront them, you have to wonder, who is the Chewer? Who is the Chewee? Is it too late to change it?

It gets even more interesting when you consider….. are the Chewees afraid of the Chewers? Who am I afraid of? Do I let that effect my everyday decisions?

As if it needed explaining.....