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The nerve! The knobbies can wait…
Being the docile husband I am I took my wife out this afternoon, acting as taxi driver – nothing out of the ordinary. After exiting a store and approaching my pickup in the parking lot, she sees this Prius, with the owner entering, and interrupts the same owner to ask a few questions and comment on her choice of vehicles. A friendly conversation ensued within earshot.
(My wife wanted a Prius two years ago, but caring for her safety and comfort, I refused to get her an econobox, buying her top-of-the-line Toyota instead.)
She then goes on to tell the owner about my “dirty” truck; maybe I’m done washing her car every weekend to the neglect of the pike hauler and my every-day commuter! I suck it up like a man…
Then we go to a department store where she roams the makeup aisles, darting hither and yonder. Once her chosen items selected, I opened up my wallet wide, and we leave the cash register; she then said, “I didn’t know it cost so much.” So I say, ”maybe I should get those new knobbies I’ve been putting off – after all, they are getting rather short.” To which she said, “just don’t go riding.”
The nerve!
The nerve! The knobbies can wait…
Being the docile husband I am I took my wife out this afternoon, acting as taxi driver – nothing out of the ordinary. After exiting a store and approaching my pickup in the parking lot, she sees this Prius, with the owner entering, and interrupts the same owner to ask a few questions and comment on her choice of vehicles. A friendly conversation ensued within earshot.
(My wife wanted a Prius two years ago, but caring for her safety and comfort, I refused to get her an econobox, buying her top-of-the-line Toyota instead.)
She then goes on to tell the owner about my “dirty” truck; maybe I’m done washing her car every weekend to the neglect of the pike hauler and my every-day commuter! I suck it up like a man…
Then we go to a department store where she roams the makeup aisles, darting hither and yonder. Once her chosen items selected, I opened up my wallet wide, and we leave the cash register; she then said, “I didn’t know it cost so much.” So I say, ”maybe I should get those new knobbies I’ve been putting off – after all, they are getting rather short.” To which she said, “just don’t go riding.”
The nerve!
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