Sunday, December 2, 2007

I said 'Please don't unplug the hard drive, I'm transferring 75Gb of movie files'.

That was Satuurday morning. Throughout the weekend I check the progress... 5Gb..17...29 and so on...

Sunday afternoon I'm up to 55Gb...getting there.

Sunday evening I watch 'Top Gear', go back into the study afterwards and... someone has unplugged the hard-drive...

Plugging it back in, I wait to see if the folder is intact..its not! What a waste of time! Going back into the living room I say, 'Someones unplugged the hard drive, I've got to start over again'.

The wife (of eighteen years), immediately rears up..'It wasn't me, don't come in here accusing me'.
'I'm not accusing anyone', I said, 'what's done is done. I'm just saying someone unplugged the drive and corrupted the work I was doing'.

I must point out that I have one son and two dogs, so it isn't a matter worthy of great intellect to work out that unless the dogs have suddenly developed super-skills, that it was my son or wife who 'pulled the plug'.

Given that my son was in bed prior to Top Gear and the fact my wife continued to argue her innocence loudly, despite the fact I wasn't bothered and didn't react, plus the fact that she got more annoyed by my lack of reaction, plus the fact she then stormed off to bed, I deduced that perhaps I had found the culprit.

Why is it that women, when confronted with obvious responsibility for something that breaks or goes wrong always deny and get shirty, huffy and obnoxious rather than simply say 'sorry dear, I forgot'?

It really wasn't a big deal. I can set the transfer up again, I didn't go 'storming in' accusing anyone. I was just upset because of what had happened. I forgot though, that men aren't allowed to get upset. Only women can.