The BF has perfected the skill at completely blocking me out. I'm not talking about when I'm in the basement screaming or upstairs needing his help. I'm talking about when I sit directly next to him and ask him a question. Any question. The simplest of questions and he doesn't respond.
Silence.
You can hear birds chirp.
He is so incredibly tuned to the TV that he can't hear any words coming out of my mouth.
Most of the time, this happens during Seinfeld. God forbid he miss an episode from 7 to 8 p.m. on TBS. An episode he's only seen 16 times over the last 10 years. Side note: what IS it about this show that makes grown men drop everything they are doing?
Me: Ohh, let's catch up on our DVR.
BF: But Seinfeld is on.
Me: No shit, Seinfeld is on, it's on all the time.
BF: Let's watch Seinfeld, as he takes the remote from my hand.
Me: You have seen every episode of Seinfeld and can quote lines in your sleep. Why can't we catch up on Modern Family?
BF: Because I love this episode. It's when Jerry convinces Babu to change his restaurant food to his native country and then no one comes in.
Me: Good thing for you, Sex and the City reruns are on tonight at 10 p.m. Screw those Golden Girls, we are watching Carrie and girls tonight.
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