To briefly recap. Here's the deal. Both husband and wife enjoy watching Mad Men. However, when the female partner was away, the male--it still mortifies me to even relate this--watched it alone and then sent it back. Read the whole post here.
Several people have responded, although they didn't necessarily do so in the comment part of the blog.
One commentor agreed to me that this was a sin that Dante would have cast into the lowest depths of the inferno and did so in imitation of the Tuscan Bard:
"Abandon hope, all yeAnother reader took the opposite position, saying "Madder than a hatter? Madder than an adder with a stone in its bladder? I think it's OK if the viewing was solo, not with the neighbor gal."
who return to Netflix the DVD
before the spousal unit
has had a chance to watch it"
So adamant was this person that when I further argued the perfidy of the case, I received this reply: "So re-order it--I think the cat's got your brain!"
(In fairness, while I don't necessarily disagree with that assessment, I think it's an entirely separate issue.)
Still another respondent, all the way from Italy, took my side--but assumed I was the guilty party! The message read,
"I think you (excuse me 'he') should get the maximum punishment. You are talking SERIOUS marital transgression here!"
(Once again, in my own defense let me state that while I am a wretched sinner capable of many an atrocity, up to and possibly including cannibalism, even I have my standards.)
Last word: this correspondence from a fellow gentleman goat farmer suggests an altogether alternative approach to such issues:
"Save series for viewing with significant other and substitute porn while she's gone...
That way there will be no conflict."
Blessed are the peacemakers.
Have a nice weekend, y'all. I'm glad we sorted that one out.