Wish he would die Sometimes I wish my man would just drop dead. Today was one of those days. He yelled at me because I told him he is addicted to his work phone. He has convinced me that he isn't looking at women on his work phone, or as he called it "I am not looking at naked women or my girlfriend on this phone" when he has told me continuously that he isn't cheating or doesn't want to cheat. I know he didn't get enough sleep the night before and has a long drive to work, but he didn't have to yell at me. I wasn't even implying that he was leering at anyone. I wish he would drop dead.