True Phone call with the Wife

Me: blah, blah, blah, blah
Her: Just a minute – (aside) Jacob, we do not throw food at your brother. Ok, blah, blah, blah…
Me: blah, blah, blah, blah…
Her: blah, blah, blah … (aside) Yes, Nate, the doggie did eat it. That’s what happens to food on the floor. Blah, blah, blah…
Me: Ok, well, it looks like I’ll be home about the regular time tonight.
Her: Whatever. It doesn’t matter much by that time. (aside) Oh … Nate, we do not throw food at anyone. (to me)Yeah, sorry, I’ve got to go if there’s any hope of Jake making the bus.

2 thoughts on “True Phone call with the Wife

  1. You just rewound my memory bank about three years. Now it’s “we close our mouths when we have food in them, please…”

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