MY VIEW

I recently had a fight with my boyfriend about leaving the bedspread on the bed after my puppy peed on it. I was actually on the phone at the time. I said that I can't believe you let him pee on the bed and then didn't clean it up and wash the blankets. I was so mad that he left them there for me to clean because it was a brand new suede (sp) comforter. AHHH.

So, I finished yelling at him for not kicking him off the bed and taking him outside before he could have gone on the bed. I called him irresponsible and that he owed me a new comforter...I mean even if he washes it, the dog peed on it. I'm just that type of girl.

HIS VIEW

Ben had called to ask me where his wallet was and then told me that the dog peed on the bedspread. He dosen't think it's that big of a deal because he can just wash it and eveything will be okay. He thinks, like everything else, that I am blowing it way out of proportion and that I need to settle down. He may use the word bitch in there a few times because he knows that I can get a little cranky.

He also dosen't clean it up because he feel asleep again...in the same bed!

BALCONY VIEW

I was in the Northern Student office when this lovely conversation was taking place and I had not noticed that Bob had come in. He walked in right when I was talking about how Ben let him pee on the bed and that I couldn't believe that he didn't jump off first before he did it. I said he probably couldn't hold it any longer and decided to go right there.

If he would have left before getting the facts about the story he would have thought I was a very strange person and would probably have a hard time figuring out what I was talking about. But I told him afterwards that it was my puppy that has peed and then he completly understood the rest of the converstation.