My husband never goes out so that's not why I'm irritated but he text me from a free (paid by work) happy hour that is a goodbye to the CTO who is leaving and screwing over the company.
It started at 5 and DH said he'd be home by 6, well its 8. He text me at 645, "I hate schmoozing"...
Believe me, I'm NOT the one to complain about having to go out and be with adults.
Re: On the verge of irritated.
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Yea, I ate Pizza Hut and regretted it the moment I swallowed but am too cheap to throw things away...thanks.