The guy comes home exhausted from work, sits down in his favorite chair, turns on the TV, and shouts in to the wife in the kitchen, "Quick, honey! Bring me a beer before it starts?"
   She comes into the room, with the requested beverage, looking a bit perturbed, but hands it to him and goes back into the kitchen.
   A few minutes later, the call comes out again: "Honey! Quick, please? Another beer before it starts?"
   So she comes in again with another bottle. This time she looked a little more angry, but he seems or else pretends not to notice.
   And again, in another two minutes, she hears him "Quick, hon! One more beer before it starts? Not much time!"
   "That's it!", she blows her top. "You selfish insensitive bastard! You waltz in here, flop your fat ass down, don't even say hello to me, and then expect me to run around serving you beer like your damned slave. I work hard too, you know? Plus I do all the cleaning, washing and ironing and right now I'm in there trying to make something nice for your supper! Don't you think I'd like to be sitting in here, sucking back a cold beer and watching TV? Is it too much to ask for a little respect and, god forbid, a bit of help around here? But no! All I hear is "Bring me a beer! Is dinner ready? Where's my socks?"..." she continues on, near tears.
   The husband shakes his head, muttering to himself, "Damn! It's started."