I love those women at the audio shows. You know the ones. They sit there next to their man all Stepford like, pretending to be interested.
...Because its important to spend time together, and he's damn sure not going to join her for a pilates class.
No thank you. I'll take my strong, self-opinionated wife over some emotional leach ANY day! I have to fight her for every exorbitantly priced cable in my system; but SHE'S REAL!
Its that whole predisposition thing. I thought we (my audio cohort and I) had a "fish" recently; but as our cigars were getting short out on the back patio (OK, here I could use a Stepford wife. It would be nice to smoke and listen), and I suggested we go back inside for a spinning of Neil Young, our friend looked at his watch. I knew right then he was a lost cause.
Right from the start you had to drag me away from your system! I got turned by my neighbor when I was in high school. Some kids liked to stop at car dealerships on their way home, or the Harley dealer. I drooled on audio equipment I couldn't afford.
And, like most of you, I did it alone.