Not sure what kind of anecdote this is but it's quite true. A friend and I used to regularly get together to talk about the rapidly developing DTP field in the early 90s, including of course much talk about newly available fonts and their description, the advantages of Helvetica vs Arial and that sort of happy crappy. His quasiwife, mother of his child, forbade all such talk as soon as she joined us. She didn't want to hear talk about fonts, oh no.
She soon disappeared from the scene, went into trank rehab and didn't really come out again.
My friend and I still talk about fonts and what DTP turned into - the InDesign/Quark scene - when we meet and he has a new quasiwife and a new child.
Randy sod! (Good name for a typeface?)