Because of the arthritis in my fingers, I find it virtually impossible to use nail scissors. I have turned to files. Now, this in itself is both understandable and practical. What I hadn't reckoned for is the attitude that goes with it. My wife comes home late from work and I'm sitting in the dark, filing my nails. "So you've decided to come home." scritch, scritch"It's okay--I've made dinner for us". scritch,scritch " I hope you had a good day while I was at home, looking after OUR son".scritch, scritch.Help me.