Earlier tonight my husband told me he was going to look up a guy’s phone number in the phone book. He told me this at a diner where we were having dinner. His BlackBerry was sitting on the table right next to him.
I told him I can’t be with a man who uses a phone book and not the internet to look up people’s phone numbers.
It’s time for him and his fingers to do the walking . . . out of my life.
