So Husband got me watching The Magicians.
I know. I know. I’m late to all the parties. It’s because it takes me so long to do my makeup.
And because he tells me the wrong time.
Anyway, my initial lack of enthusiasm was 100% his fault; he kept bringing it up like it was something I would enjoy, but then he’d do a shit job of pitching it
HIM: It’s like Hogwarts meets Narnia.
ME: Okay, but I don’t give half a shit about Harry Potter.*
HIM: Meets Narnia!
ME: So I’d like half the show? Nuh. Next!
Always bringing up exactly the wrong details, proving that he made the correct decision by pursuing engineering over marketing.
ME: So is it a Netflix thing?
HIM: No, it’s a Syfy show.
HIM: It’s a really popular one!
ME: So was Sharknado! It’s fucking Syfy, they’ve got no standards anymore!
HIM: Okay, but… there’s already one season on Netflix, and they’re airing the second season now…
ME: Oh, so it didn’t get yanked halfway through the first season?
ME: From the only network with less credibility than TLC.
HIM: … Basically.
Add in the fact that, once I finally did watch the first episode (with him) he started hounding me about whether I was Officially Watching, and whether I’d watch the second season with him when it lands on Netflix, and I was fully primed to hate this fucking show.
Miraculously, I didn’t. Probably because he made me feel clever while we watched.
ME: Are we just supposed to pretend that we don’t notice?
HIM: (carefully) Notice… what?
ME: That that’s her. I mean, it’s a shit disguise. Seriously, if this is supposed to be a secret it’s just about the worst-kept secret in the history of shushing.
HIM: … Well, you noticed way before I did the first time I watched.
This may not sound like much to you, but that’ll be because you’re not married to a brilliant engineer. Trust me, opportunities to feel really clever around him are few and far between. I mean, I can manufacture them from time to time, but to beat him at noticing shit?
Kept me happy and watching for weeks.
* Please, save your shocked gasps and protestations. If I haven’t come around by this point, I’m not going to. I’m sure the books are very well written and the movies are delightful. I believe you. I’m just not going to join you at the theme parks, okay?