…..how people can call and speak to their spouses / BF’s / GF’s like, 20 times a day?
Oh luvvie, you know what just happened now, my chair broke (like, what can HE do about it?)
Oh darlin’, I just got a call from the insurance company, we have none (Seriously?!)
Oh sweetie, did you remember to take the bin out, ‘coz I didn’t (not that you or sweetie can do ANYTHING about that NOW)
Oh lovie, I just saw a the cuuuuutest pic, I emailed it to you too already (WTF!! Is he / she not gonna get the email soon?)
You know what, I’m sooooo pissed off right now, I could kill someone (ja? and what can he / she do about that now too? huh. HUH?)
Hunny, what do you want for supper tonight (and its now merely 10am?)
What the hell do you have to talk about when you get home tonight?
Niks. Nada. Fokkol. Zip.
Want julle’s uitgepraat. You’ve said it all already. So now you just look at each other. And talk to the kids. Or the dogs and cats if you don’t have any kids.
Oh, sorry, maybe you don’t talk.
Guess I’m the fool, huh?