Boy, Did I Make the Wrong Call

So there's this horror movie that got released yesterday. It goes by the title of The Possession of Hannah Grace. I do have a certain fondness for this most divisive of genres whereas the missus doesn't. And therein lies the problem. You see, I messed up. Under false pretences, I got her to accompany me to the theatre earlier this afternoon, saying I'd book Creed II for us to watch instead. Something she's actually been meaning to see. Well, that turned out to be a big mistake. Should have seen it coming, I guess.

The problem was all my mates were too terrified to come along with me to see this horror movie, so I innocently thought why not bring my wife along instead. I mean, she "is" a huge fan of the Saw franchise so I didn't see the big deal in taking her to see something like this. I mean, if anything, it should have been somewhat of a surprise for her, right? Wrong! I now know that apparently exorcism movies are completely out of the question. Strange that you can still learn new stuff about your other half, even after years of trying to understand them.

So, after almost getting a box of popcorn and coke thrown in my face, I kindly asked the manager if we could exchange the tickets for something else. After some short deliberations, he agreed to this but no, I wasn't gonna get away with it that easy. She was in a full-on tantrum and suddenly watching "anything" here, was not on the cards anymore. And that includes speaking to me. Long story short, we're back home now and the mood in the house is like something out a horror movie itself.

So lessons 101 in relationships, guys. Make sure you absolutely understand the genre of movie your other half is into. I sure do, now. :(