Judas

"What shall I say to thee, thou cruel, ingrateful, savage, and inhuman creature! Thou that didst bear the key of all my counsels, that knew'st the very bottom of my soul, that almost mightst have coin'd me into gold. Wouldst thou have practis'd on me for thy use."

Background:
As I mentioned in "Bday recap-Part 2", when Steve, Sue and I went skiing at Stevens's on my bday, there was a disagreement about the start time. Sue wanted to get there right when the lifts started which would entail leaving at 7. Steve and I thought that was the stupidest thing we had ever heard since it hadn't snowed in two weeks and we were going to be there all day. Sue countered that the first runs were always better no matter what. Bullshit, we said. Since it was my day, she couldn't disagree with me and so we left a little after 8. (Aside: We, of coarse, had to stop for gas.)
Well... we got there around 10:00. The snow was actually pretty nice at first as it had been freshly groomed. Later on it got pretty tracked up and wasn't so fun.
At one point, when Sue wasn't around, Steve turned to me with an impish smile and said (approximately) "I really hate to admit it but Sue was kind of right." I concurred. Later that evening, I not only gave her props about the beta but also told her about Steve's remark (which, incidentally, brought her great satisfaction!)
Fallout:
Now, I'm guessing Steve assumed I also had too much pride to impart this tidbit to Sue. Or maybe he depended a bit too much on my discretion. But he was mortified when she happily confronted him.
Now, in my mind, most everyone has their specialties. Sue's happen to be skiing, shopping, and organizing. There is no shame in being bested by her in these areas. I think his fear is that she will cling to this instance like a drowning man to a life preserver and bring it up over and over and over. Well, she's going to do that anyway. But I know that she knows that I know that he knows that we know that she rivals the Bush administration in the sheer amount of misinformation she creates and this one bulls eye isn't going to change that! Besides.... it's funny.
Nevertheless, he has brought it up repeatedly. Each time with a stronger admonition for me and an ever more elaborate and passionate explanation of how he wasn't actually wrong and she wasn't actually right and even if she was it didn't matter anyway. And each time it becomes funnier and funnier... and it's not over.

"...though the truth of it stands off as gross as black and white, my eye will scarcely see it. Such and so finely bolted didst thou seem. And thus thy fall hath left a kind of blot to mark the full-fraught man and best indued with some suspicion. I will weep for thee; For this revolt of thine, methinks, is like another fall of man."