You don't have half the problem my wife does with this. Could be smarter of you to just say something like "Yes, Sir, whatever the hell you mean, which I'm sure I'll never understand". lol. It's an addiction to petty details which I imagine holds the universe together in my mind. . . . .hah hah. . . . . . . hah. . . .
Please don't feel discredited, but rather more like "important". Being personally so important I, the great babe, deign to edumacate you. . . . . .you're in the top 0.00000001% of mankind. . . . . .
Yes, Sir, whatever the hell you mean, which I'm sure I'll never understand.