November 15th, 2005
This is funny. Mainly because Brandon and I have a running joke that he loses things and I find things.
The other week he couldn't find something on the job and was bemoaning that I wasn't there to find it for him. His coworkers (male) gave him crap that he wouldn't be saying stuff like that if I HAD been there... except, of course, that if he wasn't saying it... I'D be saying it. And not minding it either... I find it kinda cute that he can't find things that are right in front of his face... 'cause there are other things that he's better than I am.
Why Men Don't Listen and Women Can't Read Maps (by Barbara and Allan Pease) is funny, as long as not taken too seriously, yet also provides some interesting tidbits for thought.
Hoppie always asks me to find stuff he lost, and sometimes I'm cool with it, and sometimes it irritates me because, you know, he could look, ("But I did look! "Fine. I'll look. (later...) Here it is!" "Thanks! Where was it." "X" "But I looked there." "UNDER y." "Ohhhhh.")
But what really gets me are those times he'll say,
"Where's the invitation?"
"I haven't seen it."
"But it was right here. You must have moved it."
"No. I didn't move it."
"But you must have!"
"No. I didn't."
....ad nausium until I find it, as aforementioned, in the exact same spot he was looking, just a few levels deeper.
"Well, you must have buried it then."
"No. Again. I didn't."
We can do this dance for days.
It can get pretty old.
yeah... I can see how the blaming you for things not being where he thinks they should be would get old and annoying.
thankfully brandon is appreciative.
then again, we're still "newlyweds"... maybe it'll wear off. :)
|Date:||November 15th, 2005 11:44 pm (UTC)|| |
Delia and I are completely the opposite, I usually know exactly where things are when she can't find something.