Me: “So, I did all the errands, but they were out of brownies. So I got cheesecake.”
Her: “Oh.”
Me: “ ... “
Her: “I told you to get cupcakes if they didn’t have brownies.”
Me: “When?”
Her: “When we were at the Christmas show with the kids.”
Me: “ ... “
Being in a committed relationship is like death by a thousand fucking paper cuts. I want to scream and shout, but the fuck I’ll take some karaoke and bourbon.
Edit: I don’t do favors for anyone else. I don’t. I’m not a servant or a slave. Be damn grateful if your partner does your errands for your office party, people, especially if they can do everything else around the house without you.