By DAVE THORNTON
My first serious relationship involved some really bad poetry and way too many physical interactions that finished with the word ‘sorry’.
However, all that aside, one stand out memory was an argument we had about wedding rings. I‘ve found out again and again in relationships that most of my seemingly innocuous opinions are fired off with no forethought about the retribution. (Yes mum “think before you speak, David.” I’m aware….)
I said: “I don’t think I’d wear a wedding ring on my left hand because I’m left handed. As a matter of fact I’m not sure if I would ever wear a wedding ring.”
This was then met with the kind of vitriol usually reserved for someone who said ‘I just committed mass genocide’. She was furious. Livid. One Direction fans who find out the band has been replaced with nothing but 45-year-old mums livid. Because I was 21 and getting married had about as much allure as getting my toenails ripped out by pliers and bathing in lemon juice our relationship ended fairly soon after.
That issue lay dormant until today, when evoking the same off hand attitude, I revoiced to my Mamamia Today co-host Em Rusciano my opinion of not wearing a wedding ring after I get married.
“WHY DON’T YOU WANT TO WEAR A WEDDING RING!!!?!?!?!?”
At least she wasn’t getting too carried away with the argument. #shewasfurious