jonesfam
8th September 2013, 04:43 PM
After 31 years of marriage, 36 years with my wife, a daughter & 2 female Foster Children, I have decided I really don't understand women.
A couple of weeks ago we were driving along & went past a Flash for Cash speed camera, shortly after my wife asked why roads were the colour they are? I replied that I think it had to do with the gravel they used & that tar was blue/black.
She didn't say anything for a while then piped up that roads should be all different colours & that it would be easy with some big drums of food colour or similar.
I, being male, could not figure out what the hell she was on about, so I said why? To look pretty?
She said no & that I was stupid. I must be, because I could not see why she would want roads to be different colours, I asked her to clarify her statement.
She said that roads should be different colours for different speed limits, like blue/black for 100kph, yellow for 60kph & so on. She said then there would be no excuse for missing a speed sign or being somewhere unfamiliar & so on for 10 minutes.
I pointed out that it would cost a lot of money to resurface every road, some colours would glare car lights back & that food colouring would wash out.
She called me stupid again & said that they were always doing roadwork & could do it over time, they have the CSIRO to work out what colours & sort of dye would work & that pink should be 50kph because I would hate that.
I then cave up the argument, there was no winning, decided I was right 31 years ago & that she is mad, drove in stolid silence because I'm not stupid & could not get the thought of pink roads out of my head.
Just as an aside to the above, my wife restarts conversations in the middle that I thought were finished days ago & expects me to know what she is on about, to pick back up on the conversation like it never stoped & not look at her like she is from Mars.
Unfortunately, I have got so used to this I can step right back into the conversation as if it didn't stop at least 25% of the time.
Women really are strange animals!
Jonesfam
A couple of weeks ago we were driving along & went past a Flash for Cash speed camera, shortly after my wife asked why roads were the colour they are? I replied that I think it had to do with the gravel they used & that tar was blue/black.
She didn't say anything for a while then piped up that roads should be all different colours & that it would be easy with some big drums of food colour or similar.
I, being male, could not figure out what the hell she was on about, so I said why? To look pretty?
She said no & that I was stupid. I must be, because I could not see why she would want roads to be different colours, I asked her to clarify her statement.
She said that roads should be different colours for different speed limits, like blue/black for 100kph, yellow for 60kph & so on. She said then there would be no excuse for missing a speed sign or being somewhere unfamiliar & so on for 10 minutes.
I pointed out that it would cost a lot of money to resurface every road, some colours would glare car lights back & that food colouring would wash out.
She called me stupid again & said that they were always doing roadwork & could do it over time, they have the CSIRO to work out what colours & sort of dye would work & that pink should be 50kph because I would hate that.
I then cave up the argument, there was no winning, decided I was right 31 years ago & that she is mad, drove in stolid silence because I'm not stupid & could not get the thought of pink roads out of my head.
Just as an aside to the above, my wife restarts conversations in the middle that I thought were finished days ago & expects me to know what she is on about, to pick back up on the conversation like it never stoped & not look at her like she is from Mars.
Unfortunately, I have got so used to this I can step right back into the conversation as if it didn't stop at least 25% of the time.
Women really are strange animals!
Jonesfam