Damn My Ex 

shortly after getting married, my mom took us out to eat.  no place fancy, but a big deal for my mom.

this place had a jar of suckers (lollipops) in the lobby.  i asked my wife of less than two weeks what color she wanted.  she got purple; i got red.  she put them in her purse, no big deal, right?

next day or so, i ask for my sucker.  her: “they were both in my purse, so they were both mine.”

through the ensuing argument i learned that:

• anything in her purse is hers
• i have no right to anything in her purse
• if i wanted the other sucker, i shouldn’t have let her put it in her purse
• it shouldn’t have bothered me anyway. it’s just a sucker (and apparently, so am i)