She Forgot About My Vasectomy
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Summary
The Volvo wagon I had driven for over twelve years was finally on its last legs. I wanted to send it to the mechanic, but my wife, the CEO of our company, had shut me down with characteristic coldness.
"We’re supposed to be in this together, Thomas," Georgia had snapped, her eyes sharp over her designer coffee. "But you choose the exact week of our company’s IPO to throw a tantrum over a rusted piece of junk. Have some perspective!"
"The budget is tight. We don't have the cash to waste on a dead engine. Would it kill you to take a Lime bike to work?"
