Jan. 8th, 2009
The Tale of Two Tubes
Jan. 8th, 2009 09:16 pmAs my growing nurturing loving (adnauseam) relationship with Dave continues - there are a few little compromises that pop-up now and then.
For instance, I've been calmly told that I simply misuse toothpaste.
Dave is an evangelical 'squeeze from the back of the tube' colgate devotee. I am from the modern school of "squeeze however you have to - even if from the middle" leaving the tube on the bathroom counter in shapen convulsions of colgate carnage. It causes Dave unexpectedly visual, indentifiable distress when he comes from the bathroom at either of our apartments and has seen the tube of toothpaste 'violated' in such a way.
After coming from the scene of the squeeze last weekend, he had clearly had enough. After several hours of himming and hawwing - he gently brought the subject up - wondering aloud if I'd had a 'bad toothpaste experience' as a child or some other event in my life that had taught me that misusing a tube of toothpaste in such an abhorrent catastrophic manner seemed 'acceptable' to me.
He was very concerned.
So tomorrow when Dave shows up to spend the weekend we'll have both an orderly pushed from the back of the tube of Colgate and my abhorrent violently abused freak of nature misshapen tube. All in the spirit of compromise and boyfriendial bliss.
It's all about balance, right?