... and here is how the conversation went. Wife: Where's my extra set of keys? The dog just locked herself in the car. Me: Well, they should be in the top left-hand drawer under the kitchen counter. (It is well known in our house that we keep extra keys to the vehicles here). Wife: Okay, I'll look. THEY'RE NOT THERE! Me: Okay, calm down. Think of where you might have put them. I gave you both sets when we bought the vehicle for you.. (I am trying to get her to retrace her steps here) Wife: (Interrupting) YOU AREN'T HELPING! Me: Okay, check in the hall table where we put our keys when we get home. You know the little basket. Wife: THEY'RE NOT THERE! (She isn't calming down.) Me: Check in your purse. Wife: THAT'S IN THE CAR! Me: Okay, so you have an appointment with the Vet right? Wife: YES! (Even more excited now.) Wife: AND I NEED TO PICK UP DIERSEN (our eldest daughter) FROM PRE-SCHOOL! Me: Okay, call the Pre-School and tell them I am on my way, tell them it takes about 30 minutes to get there from here and that I will be late. I will take off early and get the child... Wife: (Interrupting again) WE NEED TO GET THE DOG'S CAST OFF! Me: You need to call the Vet too and cancel the appointment, there is no way to get there on time unless you find the keys. Wife: Okay. (Calming down finally. Hangs up without saying good-bye.) I start shutting things down here at work, when my wife calls back. Wife: I checked the drawer again, I FIND YOUR TRUCK KEYS! I FIND YOUR MOTORCYCLE KEYS! I CAN'T FIND MY KEYS! (Okay, I am thinking... Of course you find my extra sets of keys there, THAT'S WHERE WE PUT THEM!) So I say... Me: Yes, that's where we keep the extra keys. (I'm thinking, I thought you were calling the Pre-School). Wife: WELL MINE AREN'T THERE! (I'm thinking, hey I reminded you to put them there when we brought the vehicle home, why are you yelling at me?) But I say... Me: Okay, please calm down, I am shutting down and going to pick up the girl... Wife: (Hangs up again.) I tell my boss what is happening, and she gives the okay to go home. I get back to my desk to pick up my stuff when the phone rings again. Wife: I FOUND MY KEYS (she's angry. AT ME!)! Me: Well, awesome! Wife: GOOD! (Hangs up again!) Now my question here is for all the women on the site. What did I do wrong? How was it my fault?!!