the fury
the longer i'm with him, the more i realize what the husband went through with me. for some reason, he couldn't call to follow up on an interview he had a couple weeks ago. and i felt like the husband whenever he'd get impatient with me being so helpless. often, he would end up just doing it for me. i'm not doing that, though. i'll just be bitchy and mean. because this is ridiculous. i don't have patience for this.he's supposed to be 5 years older than me. he's not a fucking baby.
i don't like feeling like i'm with a loser. a fucking idiot retard. i don't ever want to be able to think that about my partner. and i never could think that about the husband. all i knew is that he didn't know how to treat people with respect. but he wasn't ever stupid. he was always impressive.
because he already knew everything, i would always just ask him. before long, he grew impatient and tired of it and would tell me i'm not stupid and helpless. i can look it up myself. and now i find myself passing on these same words of wisdom: "google it."
research it.