What Floor are you On?

Shaun told me a joke as we were drifting off to sleep last night, and I woke up thinking about it.
He paraphrased it thusly: (and I'm paraphrasing the paraphrasing, but you get it):

There is a store that sells Husbands. You may choose any husband you like, and the husbands get progressively better the higher the floor you go; however once you go up a floor, you cannot go down a floor.
Got it? OK:

The first floor sells Nice Guys.
The second floor sells Good Looking Guys with a Job.
The third floor sells Handsome Men, with a Good Job that Like to Clean.
The fourth floor sells Dashing Men, with a Great Job that like to Clean, Are Romantic, have a Good Sense of Humor and are Good in Bed.

The Fifth floor has a sign that reads: 32 Billion Women Have come to this floor.

(The joke here, if you don't get it, is that women are never satisfied, and have to keep looking, even though they have the chance to have a Dashingly Handsome, Wealthy, Clean, Romantic, Funny Man that is Good in Bed.)

Across the street, is the Wife Store.

First floor has Pretty Women.
Second Floor has Pretty Women who Clean.
Third Floor has Pretty Women who Clean and Like Sex.

No one has ever seen the Fourth Floor.

*****************************************************

Now, I think this is pretty funny, and for most likely being a joke from Playboy-- (Where Shaun gets almost ALL his jokes from)-- it is a pretty good insight to the female mind.

Why are women not as satisfied with what they have? Is it because we were the Hunter/Gatherers in cavemen times, so that in our modern day and age, we still keep searching, hunting, trying to find a tastier berry, bigger stick, better catch?

And what about the women that have decided to get married? I know that after a few years, things are generally supposed to 'simmer down' in a relationship...is that when women get bored and start flirting with the UPS guy? Or when men hook up with their secretaries? What then?

I have to admit, I'm very curious about marriage. For those that don't know me, I'm not married. I don't even see a glimmer of that in my life anytime soon. I dont' understand how some people have acutally found that person they want to realistically spend their life with.
I'm not saying I don't ever want to be married. Of course I do. I believe in love. I'm not a bitter or sarcastic person at all. I just havent found the right guy yet.
...
Part II to come later, maybe Monday....