Quote Originally Posted by FloorPizza View Post
For some reason, my wife seemed to think, "OK, he's shaving now. It's time to walk behind him from closet to bathroom as many times as I possibly can." I swear, the woman would go all day *without* traveling that small path way, just so she could do it while I was shaving. She never quite took to the dirty looks and big dramatic pause in my shaving, nor the "woman, would you PLEASE not walk behind me while I'm shaving?" hint I screamed at her, so I now LOCK the damn bed room door. She still doesn't get it. Then yesterday I'm honing on the dining room table. She's sitting across from me. I'm mid stroke, and she moves the TABLE instead of her chair to get up. That was the first school girl scream I've let out since... well...EVER. She apologized somewhere amongst her laughter.
That sounds like grounds for a divorce. Or at least couples counseling.