The other day, I was watching a movie in the bedroom, when my wife came in and asked, “Is that movie Done too?” (my wife grew up in Venezuela, so sometimes she pronounces a word or two incorrectly) I had a pretty good idea why she asked. Every night before she goes to bed, she watches her telenovelas. Her question bothered me, because if she wanted me to stop watching, all she had to do was ask…and I say this because just the day before, we decided that both of us need to communicate better with each other, by being more transparent. So I paused the movie, and answered, in a not so nice tone, “Does it look like I’m finished? Do you see the ending credits rolling?” She replied back, “Ya know, sometimes you can be a real jerk.”She then walked out, and slammed the door behind her. I looked back at the screen, which was paused, and saw the movie title displayed along the bottom. That’s when I realized, if only she was smarter, we wouldn’t argue so much. The movie I was watching was Dune 2. I went downstairs, and said, “You were right, it was Done 2.”