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Roberta married a man she thought was perfect. Bright, attractive, fun, everything she ever wanted. Living him, however, proved he had a mammoth ego, believed himself superior, and that she was an appendage.
This is the story of the 'appendage' taking charge.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017
Roberta would tell you Keith had dazzled her. He was young and handsome, charming and lively and seemed on a rocket ride to success. He was happy, confident, with not a drop of uncertainty.
That he was interested in her boosted her ego, and had her half way in love with him at first sight.
When the relationship became serious she was almost amazed, for Keith was all that... so hey! She must be all that too!
They married and everything was story book.
At first...
When you live with someone you are exposed to their faults. Some are not much.
Being a die hard supporter of a football team, and needing to watch every match.. that is survivable.
But living with a man who has a huge ego and a sense of superiority, who never listens to a word you say and makes decrees; no.
Keith had this belief in his own brilliance that had not disturbed her at first. He was all that... or so she thought. But living with him, she found his judgment flawed on many occasions. His assumptions were based on nothing but his belief in himself.
Almost every week he made some faulty decision or assessment, and it began to annoy her, especially when she would try to tell him the sensible path.
He would not give her the courtesy of listening, but immediately slap away her opinions and ideas as if she was too stupid to tie her own shoelaces.
He would give her chapter and verse why she was misguided. And when he was proven wrong did not even give her a nod.
Again and again.
It was not a simple error such as thinking the supermarket was still open but it had closed, it was that he would make assessments of people and inferences that he was considered special or admired, when it was obvious that the people he spoke of disdained him and his ideas.
Anyone aware of his surroundings would notice the people were not merely unimpressed with his monologues, they thought him boring and ridiculed him. Keith was too blind to see it.
If she tried to stop him from making more of a fool of himself, he’d fling away her attempts and berate her. When his nose was virtually rubbed into his misconceptions, such as not being invited to a function, or not selected for a particular plum, he would not defer to her, appreciating she had read the situation correctly, but blame her.
He always blamed her and anyone else for his own faults.
He had, after three years of marriage, taken up a prestigious post at a major corporation on contract. He considered himself more CEO than mere accountant. He was not the key man, he was an accountant on contract.
How could he not see that if he behaved too presumptuously, if his co-workers learned him, as his wife did, his contract would not be renewed?
She could see it from her distance, he could not’t see beyond his nose.
If his sense of superiority or rightness happened once and awhile it would be ‘normal’. But it did not happen once and a while, it happened all the time. Keith saw things through his eyes, and they were, in his limited purview, the only eyes.