You've just crossed over into...

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It took a couple years to get my wife to be more assertive about this stuff. I'd just keep picking places I knew she hated until she'd make a decision.

Just the other day she turned it around on me. Asked me which of two options I wanted, I said whichever she feels like and she came back with, "No, I want to know what you want." So I laughed and gave her my preference.

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In the show, typically something out of the ordinary would happen during the opening scene, and the narrator would foreshadow how that small thing would have major consequences before declaring that the characters had entered The Twilight Zone.

In this comic, the narrator might say something like, “Meet Mrs. Anderson, a typical American wife who’s never quite sure where she wants to eat. But after a strong craving on a fateful night, she finds her next meal in The Twilight Zone.”

Anyway, he’s smoking a cigarette, not crack.

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My wife and I always give each other 2-3 options and take turns narrowing it down. Same with movies: We start out with our Trakt list and take turns narrowing it down until we get something we both want to watch.

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Great now I gotta go listen to that song again.

Not that I'm complaining but it's in my head now.

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My wife sent me this unbidden

Meanwhile i'm double-digit hours away from WDW

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Some of us actually give a shit about other people, just not enough of a shit to do anything about it, but we care...

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And I can hear his voice / the song while reading this

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Also, the location is the Simpsons living room.

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Everyone knows “those guys” the insecure, overly macho dude with the girl with daddy issues who thinks everyone is jealous of them but I sure as hell wouldn’t call that ‘average’ although they do to tend to flock together. Usually at clubs or bars and gyms. Or Jersey shore.

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Well, no. What happens with us is that either one of us says "want to go to X restaurant?" Far enough ahead of time that the other person hasn't got some set idea of what they want this evening . So 90% of the time we just get "sure, thanks, yes". And maybe 10% of the time a "no, but could we go to Y?". Or a "No, I need to cook the chicken or it will go bad" And it's literally never gone farther than that.

If my husband did what you are describing above I would be confused. Like if he said "we will go to $restaurant" like that I would assume he had a desperate craving for it and would say yes, as it would be uncharacteristic. But if it kept happening I would ask him WTF?

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WTF dude, less cool aid