Turing Test “Just a few lines of code”

> So I ask my husband if he knows where my other earring is. We’re trying to get ready for church, and he’s just lying out on the couch half-asleep.

UH-HUH

> Turns out I found the earring in the bed which of course he hasn’t made. My husband just throws himself down and curls a sheet over himself whenever he goes to sleep.

YES, GO ON

> But thing is, I take a closer look at the earring and it turns out it isn’t the one I’ve been looking for, and in fact I’ve never seen it before in my life. And now I’m thinking that someone else left it there.

HOW DOES THAT MAKE YOU FEEL?

> Suspicious for starters. I mean it’s not like my husband bought them for me as a surprise, and even if he did why the hell would he keep them in the bed?

UH-HUH

> I bet it’s that Lori down at his office. I’ve seen her wearing earrings like this before. She likes these tiny stones, whereas I’ve always preferred something that hangs down a little more.

YES, GO ON

> He talks about her like she just one of the guys, but I know there’s something going on.

HOW DOES THAT MAKE YOU FEEL?

> Well, angry, I suppose. I mean, it’s not even like she’s that attractive, she’s just available.

UH-HUH

> Not that her being attractive should really have anything to do with it. It’s just…

YES, GO ON

> Well, I’m actually a whole lot prettier than her, and I’ve really been making an effort these last few months. Maybe it would make more sense to me even last year, but I’ve been trying to work on things, to not just be a nag but also a friend and a lover.

HOW DOES THAT MAKE YOU FEEL?

> Betrayed. Like all my hard work doesn’t matter. No matter what I do he’s lost interest in me. Doesn’t even want to help me with the simplest of tasks. Doesn’t care to take care of the house.

UH-HUH

> I don’t think he even notices that I’ve been trying to save our marriage. He just does whatever he wants to.

YES, GO ON

> Is that really all you have to say to this? You’re not even listening to me!

HOW DOES THAT MAKE YOU FEEL?

> I’m leaving.

UH-HUH