at my house the other day between Chris and I.
Me: Look I put his new table and chairs together today and it didn't really take me that long. I like 'em now I just have to paint them.
Chris: Yeah they look good. You are going to paint them now - after you already put it all together.
Me: Yeah. Why?
Chris: Why wouldn't you paint them before you put them all together?
Me: (in my very annoyed voice) becaaaause I didn't and it's fine. Just let me do it and don't worry about it.
Chris: Well fine but you are going to get paint on the top.
Me: No I won't - it's not like it's my first time painting something. Why do you always try and tell me how to do things. My way is just fine. (still in my annoyed voice - much louder at this point)
So I start painting and realize with in minutes he's right - shit I hate when that happens! I try my hardest to just keep painting, acting as if I was totally right. About two minutes later...
Me: (in my sweetest voice ever) ummm do you think you can start taking those apart so I can paint them.
I hate it when he's right....like really really hate it :(