May 18th, 2017 at 4:42 PM ^

The smell of a seafood restaurant is enough to make me feel a bit queasy. I don't like the look, the taste, or even the texture of fish, clams, lobster, shrimp, or anything else that lives in the ocean. I've thrown up just by being in a seafood restaurant.

If my wife said "I want to go eat at Jim Bob's Seafood Restaurant and Sea-Carcass Rendering Plant," instead of making me play restaurant roulette -- just once--  I'd weep with joy. Hell, I'd eat sushi out of a whale's rectum. 


May 18th, 2017 at 4:50 PM ^

Me: "What are you going to get?"

Wife: "The chicken."

Me: "You won't like the chicken, I've had it already. I'm getting the steak, and you should too."

Wife: "No, I want the chicken."

Me: "Well, OK!"


Wife: "This chicken isn't great. Here, let me try your steak!" 

Me: "But, um, I love you and all, but I told you to get the steak, and you didn't, so..."


Wife: "Wow, you were right, the steak is way better. Here, I'm gonna take half your steak, and you can have half my chicken!"

Me: "But, I don't want your chicken, and I said you should..."


The end... 


May 18th, 2017 at 11:02 PM ^

Hey so I know this might seem kind of weird, but as a yooper currently living in Montana I was wondering where you're from/where in Montana you're living, if you're comfortable sharing that information? Also curious if you have a sweet spot where you watch games? Also, I hope I read that right and you're a yooper in montana and not a...montanan in the u.p.


May 19th, 2017 at 8:54 AM ^

Wife: "I don't care, I've been making decisions all week, you make the decision on dinner and I'll follow."

Me: "ok, I want to go to ____"

Wife: "no I don't feel like that."

Me: "ok then here____"

Wife: "we just had ___ two nights ago!"

Me: "where do you want to go then?"

Wife: "why do I have to make these decisions????"


May 18th, 2017 at 5:09 PM ^

I have never understood the whole, "It''s fun to share our dishes." mindset.  No, I ordered the Chicken Parmagiana, because thats what I wanted.  I do not want whatever weird thing it is you ordered and don't feel like being the "Bad order safety valve".


May 18th, 2017 at 5:15 PM ^

Since I overthink everything ever, I have come to the conclusion that the food-sharing thing with women is a primordial, animalistic expression of love and affection, much like animals in the wild that are part of a pack share food. So if you say no, you are subconsciously indicating that you don't love them... 


May 18th, 2017 at 5:22 PM ^

That's funny. I always thought it was an indication of basic selfishness and lack of empathy toward men they don't really respect. Basically, they do it because they can.

Then again, the women in my life who were most wont to take food from my plate were...not great in other respects. So maybe it's a correlation thing rather than causation


May 18th, 2017 at 5:24 PM ^

Well that certainly explains why she keeps telling me we need to share even though I don't want to.

That said I keep saying yes whenever she brings up yet another dumb thing with the house that she NEEDS to change when I think the house is fine, so as far as I'm concerned, I say "Love you, honey." subconsciously all the damn time.


May 18th, 2017 at 5:50 PM ^

"I have never understood the whole, "It''s fun to share our dishes." mindset.  No, I ordered the Chicken Parmagiana, because thats what I wanted.  I do not want whatever weird thing it is you ordered and don't feel like being the "Bad order safety valve"."

I played the game three times when we pulled into the Dairy Queen and I'd ask, "Would you like a cone too honey?" Her standard reply, "No, I'll just have a little of yours." Well the fourth time, same question, same response, different result. After watching me eat about half my cone, she could not hold back any longer. "Well aren't you going to share?" "Well I asked for a "No, I'll just have some of yours and they were fresh out." After that if she wanted a cone she got one, if not, she didn't. A man can only take so much. 


May 18th, 2017 at 11:36 PM ^

This has the makings of a great stand alone OT post. However, I personally am extremely fortunate. My wife and I have a couple of "go to" restaurants that both of us really like, that are close to home, and that are inexpensive. And we're in agreement on some of the places we really DON'T like. Also, my wife is definitely not a fan of going out to expensive places to eat. One of my worst restaurant experiences was going out reasonably early in our marriage to a nice place and listening to her complain about the prices throughout the entire meal. I mean, it is better than being married to someone who always wants to spend more than you have or should spend.