Lack Of Fore-Sight

(My boyfriend and I are driving home from a day out, where we were on his friend’s boat. I have just given him eye-drops to try to reduce his eyes’ redness.)

Me: “I know why your eyes are sore; you were sitting in the front of the motorboat for three miles, while the driver was going top speed! You did look like a bad-a** though.”

Boyfriend: “Yeah, I was hoping you didn’t notice that there were tears coming down my face from how much the wind was irritating my eyes.”

Me: “The wind was so hard you were crying? Why on earth didn’t you move behind the windshield?”

Boyfriend: “Because I looked like a bad-a**…”