My husband, on stirrup pants and technology.
- Me: Do you know what!?!?!
- Silas: What.
- Me: Ellie and Margaret opened up a three way chat yesterday just so they could hate on my stirrup pants.
- Silas: Oh?
- Me: Yes! Not only could they not believe that I bought them, but they couldn't believe I put a picture of myself online wearing them.
- Silas: Huh.
- Me: I don't care, though, I like them. And anyway, they're even the cool kind of stirrup pants, like dancers wear.
- Silas: Honey, I know you like them, but there is no cool kind of stirrup pants.
- Me: WHAT!?!? You don't know anything about fashion.
- Silas: I know. but even I know that.
- Me: WHAT!?!?!
- Silas: Furthermore, their misuse of technology is disturbing.
- Me: WHAT!?!?
- Silas: Chat rooms should be opened up to discuss system problems or to discuss why my bgp router is forwarding incorrect communities
- Me: *blank stare*
- Silas: You know, important things.
- Me: STIRRUP PANTS ARE IMPORTANT!
- Silas: Oh, honey. They are, in fact, remarkably insignificant.
