Shayne Topp

When she turned 21, her parents gave her a car and she decided to name it Angie.

I learned all this on our first date when she said, Angie took me here.

I thought that was odd, but let it slide.

Throughout our relationship, she's always talked about her car as if she's talking about another person.

When she got a flat tire on the highway a few months back, she called me and said that Angie's shoe broke and has to get a new one.

When she goes to the car wash, she describes it as giving Angie a bath.

This all came to a head this weekend when me and my friends went out drinking and my girlfriend offered to be the designated driver.

We were out for a couple hours and I admittedly got a bit too drunk.

When my girlfriend came to pick us up, she said she's stopping at the gas station first to get Angie something to drink.

This is where I may be the asshole.

I told her I think it's weird and embarrassing of her to talk about her car like that.

It's a machine, not a pet or a kid, and that she should treat it like how a normal person would treat any machine.

She got very quiet and refused to say anything for the rest of the drive home.

She dropped off my friends and then drove to my apartment.

I asked her why we weren't going back to hers and she said she needed some time to think and told me to get out.

She's been radio silent since then and I'm starting to think I did something wrong.

Am I the asshole for what I said?

Well, I mean, he like almost...

Like he almost said the C slur.

Clanker.