when your wife likes sexy time with rain man

in praise of k-mart underpants

As soon as I heard, I called my wife. After speaking, I do believe that her laughter could be heard by anyone within a three block radius.

And?

She wasn’t on speaker phone.

What did I say dear reader that provoked such a response?

Well, I told her about a conversation that I had with a coworker.

He was remarking on how quickly I was learning and moving within our business.

Are you some kind of a savant?

EXACTLY.

He called me a savant!

I was excited, proud even.

But when I told my wife?

She took it as some sort of sign disrespect.

Rain man was a savant.

Rain man? My wife thinks that I’m fucking Rain Man?

I’m not sure who this reflects more poorly on. Is this a dis on me, as someone obsessed with K-Mart underpants or on her as the kind of woman who finds sensual pleasure with a man obsessed with K-Mart underpants.

Well dear reader, I was stumped. Is savant a dis? When I think back to our conversation, there was no sign that this was meant as a show of disrespect. It sounded a bit like grudging admirat…