grudette:That onesie is not from your mom.
grude:It totally is, she sent it with the other clothes and toys.
grudette:No, not that one.
grude:Yes that one, I remember her sending a blue onesie that said “My daddy rocks”.
grudette:You’re wrong.
grude gets his mom on the phone-
grude:Mom did you send a onesie that says “My daddy rocks” on it?
grude’s mom:Yes I did.
grudette:You’re both flat wrong, your mom didn’t send it.
:rolleyes:
Then she approaches me later to gloat, where she revealed her trump card.
grudette:Your mom did not send THAT onesie, she sent a nearly identical one that differs only in that it is a slightly lighter shade of blue. I WIN!
Sounds like a pretty common marital argument. Much more substance to it than:
Wife: What was that look about?
Me: What look?
Wife: You know what look.
Me: No I don’t. I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Wife: Yes you do. You gave me that look again.
Me: You threw away my wallet one time.
Wife: That was thirty years ago! It was an accident! Why do you keep bringing that up?
Me: <Look>
Wife: There it is again! You did it again!
She produced it from the bottom of some clothes basket, it has the exact same words on the front except it is light blue and the one that was the source of the argument is dark blue. She claims the dark blue one was from her brothers baby and got left here and laundered when it was dirty, she then hung it up in the closet with our son’s clothes.
She actually thinks this was some great victory because of how sure I was, different shades of blue?! Seriously she acts like I am crazy for not realizing they are different shades.:smack:
She was right, but you were right too within the context of your vision abilities and memory. Your mom would have seen the difference, but she was on the phone and only remembered the one she sent.
I had almost the same ‘argument’ last week. Though it was my wife giving me the look. I was comming down with the flu at the time and I was telling her I wasn’t feeling well, when she gives me an angry look.
Me: what’s wrong?
Her: nothing.
Me: no really what’s wrong?
Her: well …
Me What? what?
Her: You know, you never really like having pictures taken of us together on vacation.
Me: WTF?! Why are you even thinking of that now!
Her: I told you, it was nothing!
Me: Anyway, it isn’t like I don’t want pictures of US. I just prefer to take pictures of ruins, plants and buildings when we are somewhere exotic. We have lots of pictures of us.
… aaand we are off. :smack:
That has to be the stupidest argument ever on both our parts - in my defence I was cranky at the time.
Well… how different are they? Is one “nearly identical” to and “slightly lighter” than the other, or is one “light blue” and the other is “dark blue”? You describe them both ways, but to me, those are two very different things.
Are they light blue and slightly lighter blue? If you couldn’t see that difference when they weren’t side by side, not crazy.
Or are they light blue and dark blue, or even really dark blue? If you couldn’t see those differences, even when they weren’t together, then to me, yes, kind of crazy.
We spend two weeks in St Martin each year. There is a small billboard there that reads, “There is no excuse for domestic violence”. My gf and I always (jokingly) read it as, “There are few excuses for domestic violence”.
Reminds me when we were in Germany standing near this beautiful castle. My wife sees me whip out the camera and immediately settles into what is very obviously a “Take my picture” pose.
I never heard the end of it after I uttered:
“Hunny, please move, you’re in the way of the castle!”
I think you just confirmed you are color blind and she is insensitive to your accessibility issues.
way to go grudette!
My wife and I used to have lots of arguments over how to get from ‘point a’ to ‘point b’ - primarily when looking at lake maps -
me - You take a right off the ramp and head upstream toward the dam
her - no, you take a left
me - you take a right -
and this would go on - and then one day it dawned on us - I was looking at the map in front of me - she was looking at the map with me - but from the other side of the table.
we still laugh about it - but those arguments would get somewhat brutal.
