marital blissishness, rock and a hard place

Good Luck, Mad Dog

This is how it went down….,

Me: “I’m frustrated because you didn’t listen to me.”

Mad Dog: “How was I supposed to know what you wanted? You didn’t tell me.”

This is the problem, I did tell him. He just doesn’t remember. I have no proof because I don’t tape record our conversations (which I am seriously considering). He thinks it’s all my fault. I’d try to say otherwise but I doubt he’d listen anyway. And the cherry on my sundae is that HE wants me to apologize to HIM.

Good luck with that, Mad Dog. Good luck.

1 thought on “Good Luck, Mad Dog”

  1. this is something I have from time to time thought would be genius:

    I have no proof because I don’t tape record our conversations (which I am seriously considering).

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