I have blown speakers in the two cars I have driven. Which probably isn’t that big of deal except for the “But you listen to Barry Manilow and Clay Aiken” comment from him.
When I am FORCED to put air in my tires, I use the old “just eyeball it for the correct amount of air” in each tire. But then when I pay $80 bucks for an oil change where someone who is trained puts air in my tires; that irritates him, too.
When going to the movie theater for a movie, I loudly say “PREVIEW” using an obnoxious loud squinty voice whenever the green preview disclaimer comes on before the movie clip. Just because. I do this with anyone that goes to a movie with me. (Which means that the next time they go see a movie without me and this screen comes up, they will always think of me).
I’m not a very good cook. What I can do fairly well is preheat and place frozen food on a cookie sheet. I immediately cook everything on high heat. Because high heat = I am done cooking faster. Which I do realize is not correct, but I simply can’t seem to change. And I never use salt and pepper when I cook.
I don’t listen to him all the time. I only listen when I think it is important. Okay, so I am lucky if I listen to him maybe 40% of the time. But we have been married for a long time so my thinking is that the two things are somehow related. (That’s my story and I’m sticking to it).
He’s bought me two versions of a Kindle and I still buy books from thrift stores to read before falling asleep every night.
He absolutely refuses to go to Wal-Mart with me. Wait. Everyone refuses to go to Wal-mart with me. (Maybe I should look into that).
I’ll have $100 cash in my wallet on Monday. On Wednesday I will be broke. When my husband asks what happened to all my money, I innocently look at him and say, “Poof?”
He hates the way I drive. He says that I speed (really? Is this something new to him?) and that I am hard on brakes because I wait until the last minute to stop and I follow too closely behind cars on the highway. He said a bunch of other things, too but that’s when I stopped listening (See #6 above).