Should I divorce her?
I wanted to bring this to the attention of the NSC masses as I am getting very ANGRY about my wife’s complete and utter LACK OF AMBITION when it comes to cooking.
Around 2 and a half years ago, I got sick of my ex-wife’s DREADFUL cooking and divorced her. If you think thats harsh, bear in mind that year upon year upon year she produced some of the worst food on our street. I used to dread mealtimes, and she quite literally “stank the place out”. I got food poisoning 19 times.
So I divorced her and got a new wife. My new wife was amazing. Within her first full year as my wife she consistently produced the best food on the street by a country mile... week in week out. This despite the fact that I gave her a budget to work from that was not as high as several of the other wives on the street.
But things have changed. After her brilliant first year, I moved us to a new street where the standard of cooking was much higher. She started off very well, but soon the fact that she was operating on a lower budget than the majority of other wives on the street had an effect. Some of them were spending triple what she was on ingredients and as a result producing better meals.
She was producing some very good meals, granted, but she was inconsistent. At the end of our first year on this street, she has been above average overall.
Pretty impressive given the budgetary restrictions, yeah?
WRONG. Her inconsistent cooking and lack of CLEAR SUCCESS does not fit at all with my PERMANENT SENSE OF ENTITLEMENT and obsession with INSTANT GRATIFICATION.
Quite frankly, I have a DIVINE RIGHT to be served the best meals in the street. Why? Because I said so, thats why.
So, I think I should divorce her and get a new wife. What do you think?
She kept putting cheese in every meal. Every single meal. Even if it didn't fit well in the meal or have any place there. She often put the cheese in the wrong bit of the meal too.
Should I divorce her?
I wanted to bring this to the attention of the NSC masses as I am getting very ANGRY about my wife’s complete and utter LACK OF AMBITION when it comes to cooking.
Around 2 and a half years ago, I got sick of my ex-wife’s DREADFUL cooking and divorced her. If you think thats harsh, bear in mind that year upon year upon year she produced some of the worst food on our street. I used to dread mealtimes, and she quite literally “stank the place out”. I got food poisoning 19 times.
So I divorced her and got a new wife. My new wife was amazing. Within her first full year as my wife she consistently produced the best food on the street by a country mile... week in week out. This despite the fact that I gave her a budget to work from that was not as high as several of the other wives on the street.
But things have changed. After her brilliant first year, I moved us to a new street where the standard of cooking was much higher. She started off very well, but soon the fact that she was operating on a lower budget than the majority of other wives on the street had an effect. Some of them were spending triple what she was on ingredients and as a result producing better meals.
She was producing some very good meals, granted, but she was inconsistent. At the end of our first year on this street, she has been above average overall.
Pretty impressive given the budgetary restrictions, yeah?
WRONG. Her inconsistent cooking and lack of CLEAR SUCCESS does not fit at all with my PERMANENT SENSE OF ENTITLEMENT and obsession with INSTANT GRATIFICATION.
Quite frankly, I have a DIVINE RIGHT to be served the best meals in the street. Why? Because I said so, thats why.
So, I think I should divorce her and get a new wife. What do you think?
You are forgetting the time when your wife lived in Gillingham and you had to travel all that way for a pi$$ poor home cooked meal.
The new dining room is pretty special but it wont always be top quality fare, on the odd occasion a stodgy pudding will have to suffice.
However, I feel that now the seasons are changing your wife will have access to some new and exciting ingredients, if she can blend them correctly there could be some unforgettable meal times ahead.
I punched the vicar when I was 2, because he tried to drown me, I just want to be loved.s there a reason you are randomly bumping old threads?
How do you know what the cooking is like on the rest of the street? Are you eating around?
sorry i'm here by mistake, i thought it read "my wifes cockring"
another mistake