Well as would be expected, sitting in the car waiting on the warde. 15 minutes late and counting. Fuk me to tears!
Oh, I don't even leave the house, I sit and watch TV, till they are at the back door, ready to leave.
then I turn off the TV, get up, put my coat on and go to the car.
I always give my wife a time to leave of 10 minutes before I actually want to leave.
Once 20 years have passed in a marraige, the women figure out,
they can pretty much do what they want, without any major consequences. We are no longer
attracting, younger, nubile, docile replacements. Plus they will make sure if we decide to leave
what we end up with, will barely be enough to cover a room at the YMCA.