I was on a date with a gal. We went to a drive in theater. It was a chick flick, "Other Side of the Mountain Part 2." It was a muggy August night, too hot and humid to cuddle. The windows were down for any breeze. and the drive-in was packed. every spot had a car.
The story was about this crippled gal. Every guy who dated her treated her like crap...except for this one guy, the perfect guy....it was a dream come true. Unfortunately the perfect guy wasn't that perfect of a pilot and his plane went SPLAT, into a mountain. He was like pancake flambe' dead.
The gal on screen was crying. My gal was crying. I could hear gals all over the drive-in crying.
and then I realized. Every car was just like mine. Too humid to even allow for a girl to cry on your shoulder, every guy was grumbling, every girl was crying. Half the audience loved the movie, and half the audience wanted to poke their eyes out...
It struck me as funny...so I laughed. and KABOOM! My date clobbered me! She thought I was laughing at the gal on the screen. I tried to explain but she was hearing none of it!
It was then I learned one of the truths about women. Even when you are right, YOU ARE STILL WRONG!
Don't bother trying to defend or save yourself. Just take your lumps and shower her with gifts and flowers later.
It's funny, but a number of my epiphanies at that time in life started with a KABOOM!