The other day I thought a snack of salami and cheese would be rather tasty so I went to the frig. After a moment of rooting around in the lunch meat drawer, I couldn’t find the package of salami. I collectively asked My Sweetie and G-Man.
Me: Don’t we have salami?
G-Man: Yes.
S: Yes.
Me: Where is the salami?
G-Man: I dunno.
S: In the frig.
Me: I can’t find it. Did you eat it all?
G-Man: Nope.
S: Not ALL of it.
Me: (to G-Man) Did YOU eat the last of the salami and throw away the empty package?
G-Man: No.
Me: (to S) Did YOU eat the last of the salami and throw away the empty package?
S: Yes, I finished it yesterday.
Me: UGH! Why didn’t you say that in the first place??
5 comments:
Oh dear, I fear that this is a preview of my future. (And it reminds me a lot of conversations that took place in my house growing up with two brothers.) :)
Why do they do that to us?
It's all in how you word that first question.
Oh, yes.
I was just living that this very morning.
We believe in collaborative answers. As in, we provide part of the answer, but someone else (including you) has to fill in the rest in order to make sense of our answer. To wit: "Uh." A multipurpose statement with a variety of meanings.
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