Put Down the Stupid Phone
I made a lovely HOMEMADE pizza for dinner last night (OK, the crust was actually Boobobolli or whatever) and just when Husband and I had taken all of two bites his cell phone rings. This was beyond annoying to me since it has been happening more and more to the point where at least 3 evenings during the work week he gets "after hours" calls that seem to occur during dinner. I have no problem with him taking work calls at home - I just ask that he wait 15 freakin' minutes until we're done with dinner to return the calls.
But nooooooooooooo, there's always a good excuse. "I had to take this call. This woman left work today and had to go to the emergency room" Big deal! I spent 15 minutes putting together this HOMEMADE pizza!
OK, I didn't really say that...because in this case the woman actually did go to the emergency room...but my point is that there is always an excuse as to why he HAS to take the call immediately instead of waiting until we're done eating. I just think it's disrespectful to me. Especially since EVERY night after dinner he spends 2-3 hours on his laptop and all I get are grunts in response to any question asked while he's merrily clicking away.
So, he's talking away while I finish my pizza (damn good if I do say so myself). The steam is starting to come out of my ears because we have talked about answering the cell phone during dinner before. I pick up his dish of pizza and look at the dog. Sampson starts to drool...do I dare? I look at the garbage can, look back at the dog, his tail has started to go a mile a minute - for the love of God, the DOG can read my mind better than my husband. But no, I decide the pizza is probably too spicy for the dog and put the plate back down. Sampson sighs and puts his head on his paws.
The whole talking on the cell phone during dinner thing is becoming part of a very disturbing trend where I seem to be able to only talk to my husband on the weekend. And even then he'll work several hours each day. I appreciate that he works hard, but I don't like being taken for granted. So, I told him that and after only 10 minutes of me pouting (this man is a very fast learner) he apologized. His words, "I know I have a problem disengaging from work." haha. I just had to laugh - who talks like that?? He's spending waaaaaay too much time at work picking up stupidass jargon.