I get at least one phone call a day at work, with my wife on the other side stating "oh, sorry I meant to call my mom" and she hangs up. So last week I had the day off, my Blackberry rings..Me, "hello?" Her,(sitting right next to me) "hi there, oh sorry, I meant to call my dad". Me, (again, sitting right next to her) "okay". I look at her and put the phone down. She dials again, my phone rings. Me, "hello?". Her, "hey do you remember what my dads cell phone number is?". My god
Educated professional married to an attractive, well-meaning, albeit slow-witted woman.
Who am I really? I am your best friend, your next door neighbor, or your distant cousin. I am every guy who can't complain about his spouse, lest he look like a jerk. I'm the guy who just smiles and keeps going, because he really loves her in spite of it all, and counseling just doesn't help.
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I get at least one phone call a day at work, with my wife on the other side stating "oh, sorry I meant to call my mom" and she hangs up. So last week I had the day off, my Blackberry rings..Me, "hello?" Her,(sitting right next to me) "hi there, oh sorry, I meant to call my dad". Me, (again, sitting right next to her) "okay". I look at her and put the phone down. She dials again, my phone rings. Me, "hello?". Her, "hey do you remember what my dads cell phone number is?". My god
D I V O R C E. Unless you want to end up in a mental institute. Believe me, I know what you're going through.. similar case here..
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