Fogbow

Me, twice, in the rental office, right in front of the lady: "You rented too big a truck, we need the 12' not the 16' truck."

Later on, I had to leave the rental office to go get our insurance certificate from our car. As I was walking out the door, I said rather loudly to ol' Wifehorn, "SHERIE, DON'T RENT THE 16' ONE, GET THE 12' ONE."

Can you already tell what's coming?

So I get the certificate, and while I'm doing that the lady goes to get our truck and bring it around, and sure as hell she brings around the 16' truck, and I have to say something politely, but it comes out:

"Wait, that isn't the 12' truck."

"Your wife rented the 16' truck."

"No, I'm driving it, and I'm the one with extensive experience moving furniture, and I know how big trucks are inside, and I said THREE TIMES THAT I DID NOT WANT THE SIXTEEN FOOT TRUCK, I WANTED THE TWELVE FOOT TRUCK."

So the poor lady has to take the 16' truck back and bring up the 12' truck, while I turn to ol' Wifehorn and say WTF, LADY?


AND I SWEAR TO EVERY GOD IN THE PANTHEON, HER EXACT WORDS IN REPLY WERE "BUT YOU DIDN'T EXPLAIN ADEQUATELY WHY YOU WANTED THE SMALLER TRUCK SO I COULD UNDERSTAND."

"Are you driving the truck?"
"No."

"Have you ever worked a job moving furniture?"
"No."

"Have you ever driven a rental truck?"
"No."

"And you heard me say THREE TIMES that I didn't want the 16' truck."
"Yeah, but I didn't know why."

She is SO annoying, but this time it was the rental lady who paid the price, because I was not leaving that lot in a 16' truck, so she could sit there trying to rent the wrong truck till the Sun goes dark.

Reason #874 for why I never married. Disputes over moving truck sizes.

neonzx wrote: ↑Fri Aug 19, 2022 5:18 pm Reason #874 for why I never married. Disputes over moving truck

Yeah, but the benefits outweigh the drawbacks, and I say that after 28+ years.

She does have a little Dunning-Kruger, but because she's so smart in so many areas. It never occurs to her that when she has zero expertise or experience in something, and I have a good deal of both, that in that particular case she can actually trust me to make a good decision.

And that's what happened today - with no detailed information, she settled on the wrong size truck, by gum she was gonna rent that truck, and it really didn't matter that I said it was wrong three separate times. I could have told her fifty times that it was the wrong size. She needed me to say a few things like, did you know you can pack a truck up to the roof, you're not restricted to just one layer of things on the floor? Do you remember what happens when professional drivers try to back up a 16' truck on our 130 yard long driveway? (Several have backed off the driveway and into the mud, getting stuck)(I had no trouble with the 12' one, of course.)

You're right, though.

I can never leave my house without an explanation of 1) where I'm going and 2) what I'm planning to do when I get there, and you'd be surprised how consistently she manages to decide that my plan is no damn good and she offers to substitute a new and different plan, following which I normally have to stop and explain in some detail why my plan is correct and her plan is stupid missing a few key considerations.

That gets old, it's true. Every so often I request that she just focus on running her own life and let me make just a few of my own decisions.

But she is so smart in so many areas! When she isn't running my life, she's a pure pleasure. In so many, many ways, she is way more wonderful than annoying. So I just roll with it.

Foggy wrote: ↑Fri Aug 19, 2022 5:47 pm You're right, though.

I can never leave my house without an explanation of 1) where I'm going and 2) what I'm planning to do when I get there, and you'd be surprised how consistently she manages to decide that my plan is no damn good and she offers to substitute a new and different plan, following which I normally have to stop and explain in some detail why my plan is correct and her plan is stupid missing a few key considerations.

That gets old, it's true. Every so often I request that she just focus on running her own life and let me make just a few of my own decisions.

Well, Foggy you have the years and experience with those women-folk. However, me being me, I suggest the next time you see a box of Swiss Rolls on the top of the fridge, you stash them somewhere and feign innocence when she comes-a-asking. That's what I would do cause "Payback!".

I have some hair!