When my wife of 35 years finds something interesting on television, she often insists I sit next to her just in case she needs something explained. (Why not? I used to be a university professor. I know more now than I did then.) Nevertheless, she often responds to my comments, even to my answers to her direct questions with undisguised disdain.
I tell her: You can’t have intellectual dependence and contempt both. You have to choose.
I don’t have to, she says; the combination serves most wives well.
Does this co sound familiar to anyone of any sex?