Ok, my SO corners me yesterday to have our "monthly" confrontation about my CDing. She begins throwing out statistics about facial recognition. She has concluded that I, along with about 30 percent of the population cannot remember faces (funny it's usually me who is able to recall the names of people we've met previously, whereas she just calls them by a wrong name (that is soooooo embarrassing in social settings). At any rate, she, along with 70 percent of the population can identify faces no matter how much makeup, hair or clothes are used. She, she insists can even identify body parts that belong to people she knows. So, out of he "concern" for me, she wanted me to be aware that Jill can be easily identified as her male self. Funny that when I first showed her a photo of Jill, her reaction was, "who is that?"
Things here border on the ridiculous. I broke wind the other night, and that sparked questioning about whetheer or not I had "lovers." She said she could tell from the sound of my fart! HELP ME somebody!
I just feel so insulted and belittled during these little lectures and lines of questioning. She closed with, "no mater how much I hate what you do, I'm not leaving." Ugh.