It all started with a cat.
I used to like cats. Or I didn’t totally despise them. They can be super cute when they act like dogs.
I stopped liking cats on my second date with Jerry* (as in Springer, as in the show he totally is going to be on someday). We had made pre-dinner, “hmm this sounds tasty” chit-chat, ordered some chicken fried rice and had finally moved on to serious second dates topics like favorite TV shows, embarrassing childhood stories and oh, how his fantasy is to have sex with lots of girls at one time. Also, we talked about cats.
“I used to live with a cat,” he told me in the most awkward way possible.
“Like … you had a cat as a roommate?” I asked, totally making fun of the way in which he phrased that statement.
“Well, it was actually my wife’s cat.” Keep reading »
By now you may have seen a video, which made the rounds on Monday, of a woman throwing a crazy-ass temper tantrum in the car while her husband films her flipping out. Jim Mongiat and his wife, Whitney Styles Mongiat, from Knoxville, Tennessee, were fighting because she wanted to spend the weekend at the lake, while he wanted to get chores done.
As Mongiat films away, Whitney screams, cries, kicks the seat and makes melodramatic over-the-top pronouncements. (Clips of it are in the Right This Minute segment above.) The video — which, Godwilling, is a hoax, although she seems to be a real nurse in Knoxville — is utterly appalling. And while I can’t believe an adult woman actually screams at her husband like this and flops her legs out the car window, I’m just as disgusted that he filmed a marital spat in which both of them are behaving like tremendous douchebags and posted it on the Internet assuming we would all “side” with him. Keep reading »
A wife committed an Oreo cookie crime so heinous, so unimaginable that her husband threatened to divorce her. The woman licked the creme-filled center out of an entire box of Double Stuffs and put the box back in cupboard, leaving only the less desirable cookie outsides. The Oreo offender posted the evidence of her crime and the her husband’s subsequent Post-It retaliation on Reddit with the caption: “Ate the cream from the oreo and put the cookies back in the bag — Woke up to find this note … I’m a monster.” Keep reading »
You know, sometimes in life you’re going to be faced with difficult choices. Where to go to college, whether to quit your job, what to eat for dinner, whether it’s worth divorcing your husband to go to a Waka Flocka Flame show. If you are anything like Diane D. of Florida (pictured with WFF), this isn’t a very labored decision at all. Obviously, you leave your husband for Waka.
A few months ago, Diane wanted to go see Waka Flocka, but her hubby wasn’t having it. He disapproved of rap music and attempted to dissuade her from going by telling her she would be out of place amongst a largely African-American audience. That was when the 53-year-old woman, who actually writes a blog about hip hop, realized that her husband just didn’t get her.
As she wrote in her blog: Keep reading »
Today in Things I Should Have Seen Coming: the jewelry my ex-husband gave my was fake. And really, why wouldn’t it be? It’s the perfect, almost too cliche, synopsis to the story of our marriage. Lies — all of it.
Almost three years ago, at the start of what would become a long, drawn out and difficult divorce, I had tucked little pink suede bag that contained the jewelry he had given me away in the back of my safe. Admittedly, it wasn’t much: two rings, a third passed down to him from a family member, and a tennis bracelet.
It seemed unfathomable, at the time, that I would ever reach this point, standing in a quaint little shop trying to convert the pieces into cash. I imagined myself handing them over to our daughter when she was older or just letting it collect dust, because selling it would just be wrong. Disloyal. Tacky, even. Keep reading »