Mars, Venus, and a Thousand Tiny Cuts

[ChipWrecked]

Wife came back from Costco this evening after picking up photos from tot's birthday today. I'm on the floor playing with said tot. Wife makes a big production about how 'she has a point to make'.

She had found a roll of film we thought had gone missing the last time we were at her dad's in L.A. She found the roll in the front pocket of my suitcase, where I was sure I'd looked.

I remember putting the roll in a black purse that I thought was hers at the time. I have no idea how it got into that suitcase pocket.

Somehow or another, her 'point' was that I don't listen to her.

So now she's happy to have these pictures, and I'm sitting at work fuming because what the [censored]? How the [censored] does a missing roll of film turning up equate to 'I don't listen to her'?

That's how they beat you down, young men. A male will shoot you in the chest, or punch you upside the head.

A female will just slowly bleed you with a thousand tiny cuts.