I must admit..it was a brutal beating. The agony of saying.."Yes I like this one...I liked the other one too. Whatever you want..I'm just gonna sleep on it. No I'm not being sarcastic..it just doesn't matter to me if the comforter and the curtains match. Well I'm sorry I don't get it."
And the tortures of walking through a mall for hours..looking at this, waiting while she tries that on, telling her " those shoes are fine" then watching her take them off and put them back.
Seeing her grab somthing..waiting in line to pay for it..then watching in despair as she changes her mind for the 11ty billionth time and goes back and gets the very first thing she tried on and buys that.
Listening to her jabber to her daughter on the cell phone while I'm subjected to mall food and a warm beer from a pimple faced kid with greasy hair with an ear ring in his nose who is wearing a T-shirt that reads "Death Metal saved my life."
Yeah it was a blast.
The next time I get ganged by 5 on 1 odds..all with alt and trying to HO on every pass.... I'm gonna smile and say.."I COULD be at the mall"