Why I spent a week trying to be an a***hole

A year or so ago, this magazine published an article in which the writer wrote: "I often feel that the work I do around the house is the work of an invisible person. How else could my husband consistently leave his underwear tucked behind the bathroom door?"

That was a classic example, I thought, of a writer showing rather than telling - in this
case showing the fact that her husband is an a***hole. But then my wife read the story and said, "You know I pick your undies up off the floor all the time too?"