Look, the fundamental rule of husbands, "Go along... get along."
Like shopping trips, get a call on my cell phone from Ann, "I'm in home decor come over I want to show you something." I get there and then it starts as she is holding something,
Her... "What do you think?"
Me... That's nice."
Her... Do you like it?"
Me... "If you do."
Her... "That's not what I asked."
Me... "If you like it... I like it."
Her... "It's thirty bucks."
Me... "Where're you gonna put it?"
Her... "In the living room."
Me... "Ok."
Her... "So what do you think?"
Me... "If you like it... get it."
Her... "Do you like it?"
Me... "What difference does it make?"
Her... "Well... I'm not going to get it if you don't like it."
Me... "I like it." (Thinking to myself I'd love the damned thing if it
would get this over.)
Her... "It's thirty dollars."
Me... "Two days ago you bought a $30 dollar Lottery ticket and it was a loser."
Her... "I have no idea why I asked you to come over here."
Me... "That came to my mind when you called me to come over here."
Her... "To hell with it... I'm not going to buy it. Let's go home."
Silent ride home. Somebody please tell me how I could have played this different.
