What a Man Wants When He Comes Home
1. Give me silence
A couple weeks ago, I sat in atrocious traffic on the way home following a work event. I got home in such a foul mood that she could have complained to me about the sudden death of her parents and I might have lost it. Not to be selfish, but the last thing I need after eating the Shyte of 120 14-year-olds all day is to deal with anyone else’s immediately after. Peace is what I desire.