The Coat

Unfortunately, I often find myself losing arguments with my wife, who is the best wife I’ve ever had. I confess this: I often find myself wringing my hands and searching for, admittedly, „excuses“.

By a stroke of luck, I have now acquired a high-quality coat in mint condition from a well-known auction house, which, I have to admit, looks really good on me.

At least that’s what I tell myself, because my numerous purchases at extremely reasonable prices also lead to, well, discussions about their necessity. In these harmless arguments, I now rely on strong gestures instead of weak, evasive arguments:

I wear the coat inside the house.

When discussions arise, I open the coat on the right side and point with my left index finger to the brand label above the inside pocket as a way out:

„BOSS.“