(Scene: earlier this evening. I am unloading the dishwasher, while my husband stands a few feet away playing with his smartphone.)
Me: (motioning at dry dishes sitting on the counter.) Those things are clean.
Him: ....
Me: (again, a minute or so later.) Ahem. Those things are clean.
Him: (chuckling at an email someone sent him.)
(another minute goes by. Now I am reloading the dishwasher with dirties.)
Him: Uh, what was that? Did you say something?
Me: I SAID THOSE THINGS ARE CLEAN. PLEASE PUT THEM AWAY FOR ME IN THAT DRAWER YOU ARE STANDING NEXT TO.
Him: Geez, hon. You don't have to be so bitchy. You're so stressed out.
Me: ...
More proof that they are all the same.
Posted by: clickmom | February 07, 2009 at 02:36 PM
ain't this the truth!
Posted by: JMomma | February 10, 2009 at 03:43 PM