Steve bought a new plastic shower curtain a few weeks ago and he decided to put it up on Memorial Day. I thought it smelled disgusting, but I figured if we threw enough soap or cleaner on it the next few days that smell would go away. We left our apartment for three hours and when we came back the whole apartment smelled like burning tires. It smelled so bad Steve had to cut the curtain down instead of taking it off the rings one at a time and then he to immediately throw it out. I told him to buy a new one on his way home from work. He did and this is what he said:"I was going to buy you the $2 shower curtain, but then I decided to treat you like a princess and get you the $5 one."
I realize now that I should have asked Steve to clarify what he meant by royal treatment before we got married.
