Update on Hagrid

So some of you may remember my evil husband comparing me to some lady who resembled Hagrid at Publix a few weeks back, right?

First off, let me start by acknowledging that comparing some woman I do not know to Hagrid is indeed horrible. However, since I do not know her personally, I feel that my comparison is neither mean nor hypocritical.

Ok, so back to my story. Last week we were leaving Publix, when lo and behold Hagrid walks in.

Me: Jose. Look that's Hagrid. That is the woman you compared me to. Would you have sex with her?

Jose: That's not Hagrid. Your wrong.

Me: Nope. Her image is burned into retina. You see...now you know why I was so pissed at you. You would so not have sex with her.

Jose: Ok. Fine. I'm sorry. She is indeed Hagrid. I'm sorry. You really don't look a thing like her.

Vindicated!!! For weeks he swore up and down that I was exaggerating. That the woman at the supermarket was perfectly attractive and that I took it all the wrong way. Well, I'm still upset that he thought I looked like her (even though I know I don't), but it's nice to know that he admitted he was wrong all along.

Does that make it better? No. He's still kind of an asshole. I mean, what person in their right mind would compare their wife to Hagrid. I mean, even if she did look like Hagrid, you still got to make your wife believe that she looks like Heidi.

Moral of the story? Always, even if completely false, pock the hottest girl in the frozen food aisle and tell you wife she looks like her.