Originally posted by: JulesMaximus
Originally posted by: child of wonder
My wife has a cold. Last night we watched some TV downstairs together. After a bit she decided to call it a night early. I had some work to do from home for my job so I told her I'd be up in a couple hours.
As she got up to leave she asks me if I can come upstairs and help her set up the humidifier in our room to help clear her sinuses.
"Help?" I asked. "What do you want help with? It just needs to be filled with water."
"Then can you just do it for me? I'm going to go to the bathroom."
"OK," I say. "I'll be up in a few minutes."
5 minutes go by and I head upstairs to find her filling it up herself. I take it away from her and say I was going to do it. Now she's mad.
Fast forward to this morning. I still have a lot of work to do and have to go into work this afternoon to move some servers. We also need to mow the lawn. Earlier in the week she volunteered to do it herself which is a big help so I can get my work done.
"Will you help me move the sprinklers?" she asks.
We have a temporary irrigation system set up since we had the lawn seeded. It's just a network of rainbird sprinklers connected with garden hoses. To move one, they simply need to be lifted up and carried somewhere else.
"When I mowed the yard last time I didn't need any help moving them," I said.
"Whatever. Fine. I'll just move them."
"I don't understand why you need help to move them. It's really simple. As you mow and come up to one, just pick it up and move it."
Again, she is peeved.
Why do women ask for help for the smallest little things? My wife does this frequently.
Are they really that incapable or do they just like seeing us jump through hoops?
Last night my wife comes home from the grocery store, she comes in the house and I say to my son, "Mom's home." She walks in with a few bags of groceries and a toner cartridge for our printer and immediately gives shit about not helping her and that her arms are full. I said, well how would I know that you needed help? You didn't ask for help, I'm not a mind reader...hell, I didn't even know you were home until I heard the door to the garage shut. :roll: