Allow me to complain about my man for a moment.
I love the dude. I really do. However, when faced with our many differences, our arguments can get explosive over the silliest things.
Like yesterday, for example. The source of our argument: a 32in television for the bedroom.
Halbastram loves electronics. Being a video gamer, he loves big, fancy televisions especially. My knowledge of and appreciation for electronics peaked in 2006, when I switched from my lovely Walkman cd player to my aging brick of an mp3 player Zune (named The Haus). Anything else, as long as it works, is ok for me. And it's this complacency that often leads to the most annoying, repetitious arguments.
Here's how it usually goes:
Halbastram- see, I picked out this tv. do you like it?
Me- Yeah, it's ok.
Halbastram- you don't like it?
Me- It's nice.
Halbastram- You don't like it.
Me- I said it's nice.
Halbastram- But that's not convincing.
Me- I don't know. All of these tvs look the same to me. What do you want me to say?
Halbastram- That you like it.
Me- I said it's nice.
Halbastram- That's not the same.
Me- Fine, then I like it.
Halbastram- Now you're just appeasing me.
Me- (walking away to a less frustrating section)
Halbastram- No, don't leave...
And I was being completely honest with him. I have nothing of value to contribute to a discussion on tvs, much like he really has nothing to contribute to a discussion on mascara (one of the best inventions in the universe, I might add). It really puts me in a bind. Should I just lie, fake excitement and gush, "this is the tv for us! You should totally go for it!"? I would hope that in the seven years we've known each other, he would pick up on how strange that would sound coming from me.
Believe me, I'm not trying to hurt his feelings. I just really don't know how to get excited for a television. When he purchased our living room tv (a monstrous 52incher) two years ago, I didn't jump up and down in giddy excitement for a gigantic television. At the time, it felt unnecessary. Would my Seinfeld dvds look better on the big screen? He believed they would, so I told him to just go for it. And wouldn't you know it? The damn thing has broken twice since we've had it. The one before it had been around since the 90's before the cable man fried it.
I think it's nice that he wants to include me in the big purchases, but it would be nice if he understood that "it's nice" means "I know nothing about this product, so I'm trusting your judgement here."
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Oh, boys and their toys. Mine is a musician. I am as well, but our musical conversations go separate ways when he starts talking about his amps. He loves loud. I play an acoustic guitar, the piano, and various stringed instruments. I do my best to nod politely and seem interested. Honestly, I'm hoping if I appease him enough, I'll actually learn a little bit about his amps and speakers and heads, and someday be able to carry on the conversation.
ReplyDeleteGranted, that's probably exactly how he feels when I talk about Jane Austen.
Isn't love grand?
I'm with you. I don't care. As long as it works and doesn't break the bank, I'm happy.
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