"You never listen!" he says. Then he refuses to repeat himself even after I explain that I was working on my blog, checking our bank account, or searching Ebay or Craigslist for the perfectly restored $1000 antique Airstream that I keep imagining in my dreams. It's a scenario that repeats itself often, usually when he has first been talking to someone else in the room like my daughter or son-in-law-to-be and I don't really have a reason to be listening.
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But this afternoon the tables turned. We were driving to town and passed the local drive-in theater. Jimmy commented that he thought it had recently closed. I replied that I saw on Facebook that they had finally gotten some new movies. Several hours later we drove past again and I noted aloud that their marquee was lit up so they must be open. He didn't acknowledge but started a new conversation. (We were alone in the car.)
A few minutes later he remarked that the drive-in theater must be open because their sign was on.
"I just said that," I countered.
"We were talking about it earlier and I thought they were closed," he said.
"I know. But I just saw the sign and said they must be open. You don't listen to me, either."
"I do listen to you," he argued.
I just looked at him. "Yeah," I agreed, knowing full well that this little scene would repeat itself, and probably before the end of the day.
Just now, as he is watching "20-20" and I am writing this, he said, "Did you hear that?"
"What?" I expected the usual sigh, but this time he answered my question.
We don't argue all the time, just when one of us thinks he is right. Note that I said "he." Because as we all know, SHE is always right.