I’ll tell you two real stories. They actually happened some time after we got married, but I think they fit here anyway.
==== First maaseh ====
She: “I look horrible today, don’t I?”
Me: “Yes, you do.”
I thought I was merely confirming what my wife said. I will never forget her reaction.
==== Second maaseh ====
I come home from work. It’s 19:55 (7:55 PM); now you should know that the makolet (grocery store) across the street closed at 20:00 (8 PM) back then. I enter the house after a long day at work, look at the table (my wife had prepared dinner), and say: “I’m going to the makolet to get frozen french fries, be right back.” When I got back, my wife was less than happy.
What was the story? My wife had prepared enough food for two seminary girls. She forgot that a man who comes back from work eats more than that. In other words, my going to the makolet to get frozen french fries was *not* because the food she had prepared wasn’t in order – it was simply because it wasn’t enough, and the refrigerator was almost empty! After I had explained this (and a few months had passed), everything was fine again.