2) Control Over The Remote
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In a relationship which is 50/50, the choice of what goes on the telly-box should be even Stevens. This is rarely the case in any relationship though. I’ve found that although you, as a manly male, have to watch some pretty gash stuff, and you do it without winging, as soon as it switches round to something you want to watch, she’s all kicking and screaming and tutting and moaning.
This can be a never ending battle unless you find some middle ground. If this war of wills ends and you realise you are only watching girly box sets and America’s Top Model and all the other shit she expects you to watch, you are under the thumb.
Like motherfucking Hollyoaks for instance, that shit is on every day and if she makes you watch it that’s like 5 hours a week or something. That’s too much mate.
If you only watch football at your mate’s house, you are under the thumb. If you’re not allowed to watch any fascinating documentaries about ancient wars or UFC fights until the lady is out of the house then you are on the downward slope to being a whiny little bitch.
