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Fountain
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When I grew up, every day I watched my dad get home from work at 5, whereby he sat down and read the newspaper, waiting for my mum to come home at 6, whereby she'd cook dinner and set the table, and then tell him to put the paper away, dinner was on the table. I woved never to accept such a behaviour in my man.
I married a man whom I thought was different than my dad. And I thought so up until the day when I came home at 5.30 to find him sitting in a sofa, grumpy as... pointing at the floor, saying:
"I've been sitting here for 3 hours, looking at that dust. Why haven't you cleaned up in here? You know, one could never tell that there actually was a woman living here, it's so dirty!"
Needless to say, he's NOT a part of my life anymore.
I married a man whom I thought was different than my dad. And I thought so up until the day when I came home at 5.30 to find him sitting in a sofa, grumpy as... pointing at the floor, saying:
"I've been sitting here for 3 hours, looking at that dust. Why haven't you cleaned up in here? You know, one could never tell that there actually was a woman living here, it's so dirty!"
Needless to say, he's NOT a part of my life anymore.