My fiancee corrects me all the time. When it comes to matters of cars, I end up right 95% of the time.
Her: "How much damage do you think there is from that guy hitting me? It's only a scrape."
Me: "They're going to replace the bumper cover and the bumper. That's at least $1000 of work after paint."
Her: "You $%@#$%!#$^!!! I don't need to hear that right now!"
Her the next day: "The adjuster called, it's over $1100 in damage."
Me thinking in my head: "Told you so...
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Me (what I said): "Aw, nuts!"
Her: "How much damage do you think there is from that guy hitting me? It's only a scrape."
Me: "They're going to replace the bumper cover and the bumper. That's at least $1000 of work after paint."
Her: "You $%@#$%!#$^!!! I don't need to hear that right now!"
Her the next day: "The adjuster called, it's over $1100 in damage."
Me thinking in my head: "Told you so...

Me (what I said): "Aw, nuts!"