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Ozzieshunni
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So, last night DH asked me to iron his shirt and trousers. That's it! I did it and had them hanging for him. Well, he comes in from work and says he has a taxi waiting and then starts asking me where his tie is, all the time running around to get ready. I said I had no idea and he just asked me to get his shirt and trousers ready, not EVERYTHING! That's his responsibility. Took all I had not to yell at him! I told him his suit looked ok without a tie (he has a black suit with thin blue pinstripes and was wearing a black shirt, so yeah, it did). He wanted to wear this minging purple striped tie and I told him no. I've seen people come to interviews in bloody sweatpants and uggs over here for pity sake! He looked nice! After the whirlwind change he was out the door. I honestly feel like crying again though cause he was so short with me asking me where everything was! I told him last night to get everything ready! I'm not a bloody maid! 
