Cathy Classics by Cathy Guisewite for September 09, 1998
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Cathy: I complained that Irving made coffee without even measuring it...and now there's a man in my kitchen inspecting every bean...I complained that Irving never cared how he looked......and now there's a man in my kitchen primping in the reflection of the toaster...I complained that Irving never opened up...and now there's a man in my kitchen who's spent the evening emoting me into a coma. Dating in the '90s: All extremes, no middle men.