I speak for all husbands.

We can’t win.

When the wife wants to know the absolute truth about something – she talks to her girlfriends.

Apparently a husband is an unreliable source.

I have seen the light.
We are good only for changing bulbs and mowing the grass.

In the wife’s mind her girlfriends know more about any and everything than the Pope, the President or I do.
Combined.

Nothing will ever change that.

Case in point…

If a girlfriend tells the wife that spreading dead fish and tea leaves on top of her computer will protect it from viruses it’s as if it came from God’s lips to her ears.

As an IT and anti-terrorism professional I tell her “Hogwash”.

“Yea, but my girlfriend says…”

“I’m sorry my dear that’s not correct.”

“Well, my girlfriend says it works.”

“It won’t. Trust me.”

I might as well be talking to the wall.

Sometime in the next 24 hours dead fish and tea leaves will show up in a little platter on top her computer.

When she’s not around I update her anti-virus protection.

No husband will ever understand the relationship between a wife and her girlfriends.
No husband will ever replace them.
No husband will ever get between them.

And that’s the way it is.

Women need their girlfriends to give them someone to chat with for hours at a time.

That sure won’t be me.

The wife can spend an hour describing the lunch she had today.

They’ll discuss everything in-depth from the color of the napkins, how many ice cubes in their water glass to the salad.

If she’s asking me – “Cheeseburger and a soda.”
End of conversation.

They need their girlfriends to have someone they can relate and vent to.

Of course I wonder how much my name may have come up.
That makes me grumpy.