Because I am Just That Obnoxious

I always get on Dave's case about correcting me about things, because I think it is annoying when you accidentally say something wrong and people jump all over it. I typically pull the "I was raised to be polite and not critique people (you can never argue with how your wife was raised, right? That's just dangerous territory.)" card but really I just hate being wrong. Let's be honest. So when I say "it's like three miles to the freeway", and he says "No, it's actually 3.2", he now knows to expect a guttural growling sound and a brooding glare. The poor kid just wants to see the truth recognized, because as we know the truth will set us free.

So anyways, I couldn't believe myself when I went to Smith's on Thursday night and found myself pulling a shift on the Correctness Patrol. I had this coupon that was going to allow me to get M&M's for $.12. Now, some people say that you shouldn't coupon because you end up buying junk that you don't need, but you see, I was totally going to buy candy anyway. So it is really a win for me. I wanted to use my coupon on the Peanut Butter kind, but for some reason it didn't have the sale tag like the others so I went to the check stand and asked the cashier if they were, in fact, on sale like the rest of the M&M varieties. To which he helpfully responded "Oh, we actually don't carry Peanut Butter M&Ms, sorry!" And then I had this intense inner struggle because I really wanted the flippin Peanut Butter M&Ms and I didn't want to go and get them and like prove him wrong on his turf (someone got shot at Smith's last summer, haven't you heard?) but I really wanted to get the $.12 deal! So I eventually just said "...oh, weird I thought I saw them...sorry" and walked out of the store with my less-worthy pretzel variety.

However, the fact that I was sure that they had peanut butter bothered me all night. I suffered in silence because I didn't want Dave to know that I had almost pulled a him, and be justified in all the times I got mad at him for proving me wrong (I seriously said the words "I'm your wife, you're just supposed to agree with me all the time!", once before I realized how terrible it sounded) but the next day when I had to run to Smith's again, I took my opportunity for vindication:

How annoying am I? Just let the cheap M&Ms go....