Thursday, June 18, 2009
Crazy Broad Clutter
How bleepin' maddening is it to try to find something in your *life partner's* purse?
Her phone is ringing....or you're trying to find the car keys....BUT YOU CAN'T.
There's all this SH*T in there you have to rummage through - and you do so 5 times unsuccessfully.
My wife even tells me *where* to look and it doesn't help.
These purses have pockets within pockets, within pockets. AND, the black liner camouflages everything.
I can't be better than 1 for 300 in my lifetime sifting through Mrs. C-Nut's purse.
The absolute worst is, 2 minutes later when I am at my wit's end, she comes over, reaches in, and grabs the hidden item with SURGICAL PRECISION.
THEN, inverting justice, she cusses me out!
I know. I know. I know.
Us superficial men wouldn't even look at an *unaccessorized* chick with no-makeup - nor would we care much for one who wore loose carpenter jeans for the pocket space.
But still, as a species they need to de-clutter a bit.