One time the BL of a band I played in kept asking me if my wife was cool with me gigging so late. (must have had his own women troubles in the past) one day I walk up to him and tell him I need to quit cause my wife is not okay with me gigging so late.I contacted some dudes that wanted a singer for just casual home-jamming. After seeing their set list I decided(with her permission) to throw the wife under the bus claiming, "the wife says she's not putting up with that shit again!"
I need to get back to work - I get in trouble staying home.
In reality I couldn't handle all the smoking they did. They were the best band I ever played with. Yes smoking bothers me that bad. It's the smoke not the tobacco. I can hardly stand next to a camp fire.