A new study form Northwestern University explores the idea that being unable to tune out background noise might actually be a sign of creative genius. In fact, creative people like Charles Darwin, Anton Chekhov and novelist Marcel Proust were all easily distracted by noise. Which brings me to my husband. The eater of potato chips and pretzels and chocolate eggs that crunch in my ear. I love him more than anyone else on this planet. But his pretzel eating makes me want to punch him in the face. Hard.
Luckily, this doesn't mean I am a shite wife. It merely means I am a genius. Sadly, my husband doesn't quite get it. Luckily, I am not alone and a lot of other women feel this way. With that in mind, here are the six stages of listening to my husband open (and eat) a bag of pretzels:
I bought him these pretzels. He loves pretzels. They are his favorite. Isn't that sweet? It's totally fine. I'll just tune it out.
But no. It's still cool. I barely noticed it. Much. I mean. Maybe he could go into another room. Nope. I'll just sit here. Silent.
We are only one pretzel in and I am already ready to kill him. Make it stop.
For the love of all things holy, how did Satan get into his mouth?
I tried. I failed.
Sorry, honey, but that was your last bag of pretzels. Hand them over and no one gets hurt.
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