Wow, the things you can do with texts.

So I was working on the old monster of a truck I own, attempting to change the oil filter… And I ended up at a work-stoppage, tools down. No, not a union thing (hah hah BRITS), just that I came to an impasse and have to wait until tomorrow until I have transportation to get said tools. In my downtime was when the lightening strike labelled “bullshit” struck.

Bright idea! Zing and zounds! Walk to the beer store in my down time (I do like beer) and restock the fridge! Much walking was done, much alternate paths were trod, and I was at an overflow of nature… And then the shop that had my damned beer. I push the door in to the “Hi and Buy”, bells sound, and the clerk makes slight banter as I hit the shelves. Oh look, Lagunitas has a new one! Lets taste that! Imagine that, instead of fucking PBR the Red Stripe is actually affordable in a twelve-er! Wifey likes Red Stripe, she should be happy upon arrival to the house!

Score one for them  Feres!

Long story short, I made it home while wifey was at work and proceeded to tell her that I did something for her, but warned her that if she even MENTIONED price to me I would flip my shit. Note: she tends to flip her shit over pretty much everything, but expenditures outside of a thrift shop makes it worse.

In fact, allow me to transcribe, verbatim:

Dan: Got you something, and if you even for a SECOND think that we cant afford it I’ll be annoyed.

Raechel: Please don’t upset me, we really can’t afford it

-And there you have it. I went on a HUGE tirade afterwards, and won’t go into the details, but to highlight that I no shit TOLD her to not do… What she did, what she literally couldn’t help but to say.

Tonight should be fun.


About Old Iron
I'm just a guy that works overseas alot and likes to play just as hard as I work. Been to a FEW countries, know a shitload of people all over, and generally have a good time wherever I go. -Oh, and I am currently in between girlfriends, and strangely enough and perfectly happy with that status. In the long run hookers are cheaper. Take my word on that.

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