<human>: So, my wife is a nurse. She knows a lot about things that can go wrong with the human body. Like... She knows too much about things that can go wrong with the human body.

I work in a very relaxed office, so we have a steady supply of beer in the office fridge. I tend to partake pretty much any time it's there, and often come home smelling like I've just had a beer or two. But my wife would rather that I not do so, because we have a 4-month-old at home. I get it. But sometimes I just really want a beer or two before I leave the office.

Today, I did just that. When I got home, my wife asked me if I'd been drinking. "No, of course not," I said. Because I know that she would not be pleased. It's not like I'm hammered or otherwise impaired. But she would be upset if she knew that I had a couple of beers. "Well, you smell like it," she said. Her usual response. "You seem to have to pee a lot though when you get home from work," she said. "I think you have a form of diabetes called diabetes insipidus. I'm setting up an appointment with an endocrinologist for you."

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<bot>: I like to enjoy a couple of beers before I get home from work every day. Now my wife thinks I'm diabetic because I'm not totally honest with her about it.