I know how you feel Stuffy. That’s one of the things that gets on my nerves as well; people continuing to belabor the point once I’ve conceded. In your case, that might have been a “yes, dear” moment.
“I’m mad because you wouldn’t take yes for an answer, you silly buffoon of a woman!” with laughter and comedy eye rolling. Humour will be your way to deal with these annoying situations.
Oh, boy. My mom says that being able to say, “mm-hmm.” in a thoroughly noncommital way is an important marriage skill. I do think that women (well me, at least) like to explain all the details to make sure you know what you’re agreeing to. Just nod, and think about other things.
Be sure to fill us in when you are getting ready to shoot out and pick up the van, and she informs you that she has changed her mind - and wants to discuss the reasons behind THAT at length.
Kinda thing that will make you want to file a complaint.
Well, you could throw in a couple phrases like “Excellent idea, sweetie!” in there, just tune out the rest, and go seethe and watch Sportscenter until she falls asleep.
A woman will not stop arguing until SHE’S done arguing, and it doesn’t matter what the hell you fellas do.
I know just how you feel. You know, when I was a boy, I really wanted a catcher’s mitt, but my dad wouldn’t get it for me. So I held my breath until I passed out and banged my head on the coffee table.
:::cheerily::: The doctor thought I might have brain damage.
This phenomenon is not limited to spousal discussions. This puts the whole “bad guy telling the good guy all the crucial details of his diabolical plan” in a whole new light, doesn’t it?
In general, the argument goes thus:
A: [general expression of intention]
B: [quibble, but agree]
A But [here’s what I figure]
B: whatever
A: [but here’s what else I figure]
B: OK!
A: What’s your problem?
Grrr… Scylla has it. you can’t just agree, you must realize they are right. Never agree on your own terms. This is the law of laws. Aum. Ha.
