Considerate
As I walked into the house yesterday, my husband quickly put something behind his back.
“What did you buy?” I asked.
“Nothing.”
“What did you buy?”
“Nothing!”
“Liar!, I see the box!” A 3 foot by 5 foot box lay on the floor, tissue paper everywhere. My eyes followed the line to the middle of the living room, where a large red & black container sat. I recognized it immediately from “Extreme 4×4.” “You bought a parts washer?”
“Uh huh. It’s for you. For your birthday!”
“You bought me a parts washer for my birthday?”
“Uh huh.”
“What am I supposed to do with a parts washer?”
“You can do your nails in it!”
August 7th, 2006 at 5:40 am
Oh, I’ve got one of those too. Not a parts-washer, but a husband who buys things like parts washers (cigar humidors! Extra memory for my phone that he covets!)…for me. Uh huh. Yep. I honestly think their brains are made differently. Smaller, more dense and DIFFERENT.
Heh.