When I worked with two newlywed married women, I was involved in a conversation one afternoon when one of them asked how late either of us would have to arrive home from work before our husbands would begin to worry, volunteering that her husband probably wouldn‘t worry for thirty minutes. The other girl said, “Probably only fifteen minutes.” Never having been too concerned with thinking the matter over previously, my answer was flippant and unappreciated when I said, “My husband wouldn’t even notice anything was amiss until his sock drawer was low”.

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