Conversational minutiae thT makes you want to punch your SO

This happened twice this evening, and it will happen a million times more before I finally put a gun to my temple to escape it. Something happened on a show we were watching, he declared that thing wrong, and I agreed with him. Yet, due to some bizarre twisting of the rules of conversational grammar, he needs to make a forensic analysis of a three word phrase to determine if I did indeed agree with him. It is an exhausting habit of his. Even his drivers test fell victim to this - he missed one question, but I watched him argue with the hapless tester over semantics for twenty minutes until he wore the poor man down over the most twisted application of verbal logic imaginable. He now gives me the wounded fawn look when, after five minutes of this idiocy, I just say “ok. Are we done?”. He cannot imagine why I don’t want to spend more than a half hour dissecting all the possible permutations of an exchange of three four word sentences. Gah!

We need a specific example to fully appreciate your pain. Maybe if he sees you taking notes he will stop?

That made me :). Thanks.

Can we include sports stats in this? I know more about the stats of every sport my husband follows than I ever wanted to. :slight_smile:

Your SO is the SDMB in fun-size single-human form.

Thumbs up

Your SO doesn’t happen to be an impressively self-trained atheist Bible scholar, does he? :dubious:

I ask Mrs. FtG a yes-no question. Do I get a yes or no answer? Of course not!

E.g., someone at work gave her some pants. (Long story.) I was collecting stuff for laundry. I see the bag of pants. I ask: “Do you want those washed?” She starts telling me the story of the pants. (Like I said, long story.)

Umm, yes or no. Do you want them washed?

This happened again the other night. So I just stared at her (I had been about to leave the room). She finally answered the question.

Earlier in the year it got worse. She would answer “n-yeah.” Is that a “nah” or a “yeah”? I had to retrain her by just asking her again and again until she gave a clear answer.

She knows I’m a serious computer geek. She knows what I’m like. Just answer the question!

My husband likes to stop me in mid-sentence if I accidentally mis speak or mis-pronounce a word so he can laugh and make fun of my mispronunciation. He can’t understand why I don’t think this is funny and doesn’t think it’s rude at all and thinks that I just have no sense of humor that I don’t think it’s hysterically funny when someone accidentally mis-speaks.

Good times.

In Australia, a lot of people say yeah-nah. It’s a negative response, but it has a different meaning to just plain no. It’s hard to explain.

:frowning:

So what’s it like being married to Bricker?

:eek::p:D
Coulda been worse - you coulda said Dio!:eek:

pssst – post #6. I was trying to broach the subject gingerly so as not to cause undue alarm.

That makes me stabby.

Joe

But does it make you hella stabby?

nm

Also does anybody care about that movie this director also made in the 80’s with the same fourth billed actor? Who was in another movie from a comic book that was drawn by this guy who also did… I’ve only been with the guy three months and man, movies and comic books.

I hear that in the US too, but it might be a little different. It’s like a ‘yeah…no’, acting like you’re taking your time to think about it when you know the answer is already not only ‘no’, but kind of a ‘duh…hell no’.

I have a habit of expounding on the backstory of questions I’m asked, before answering; also if I’m going to tell something funny that happened, I have to go all the way back to the beginning of time to explain all the background on it before getting to the point. Hey, at least now I’m recognizing that! :stuck_out_tongue: But it’s a catch-22 oftentimes, as if I DO keep it short and to the point the response I might get is just a ‘So?’. My sweetie’s impatient and I’m expoundatory. <yes, yes it IS a word…now>. It’s an interesting combo sometimes. >.<

Me: What do you want to do for dinner? How about Italian?
Wife: No
Me: Chinese?
Wife: No
Me: Mexican?
Wife: No
Me: Burger place?
Wife: No
Me: Sandwich place?
Wife: I don’t know what I want! What do you want?

:smack:

I don’t want to punch her, but I have considered just getting up and going out to eat by myself.

The antipodean version is usually more “Yeah,” <I understood your question> “no.” <and am answering in the negative>.