“My wife is just such a pain in the ass!” he said, as we were changing in the gym locker room.
“You know how it is…” he finished.
Blankly, I stared at him, cocking my head sideways like a befuddled mastiff.
“No. I really don’t,” I replied.
As I finished dressing myself and walked out, you could hear a pin drop. The gentlemen had certainly never heard, nor ever expected to hear, a response like that from “one of the guys” for as long as he’d live.
I think that’s sad. Also, he needs to do some squats.