Stop me if you have experienced this scenario before. You have finished all your chores, or so you think. If you have a wife, your chores are never finished. But anyways, you think you are done all your chores and now you can finally sit down to watch your favorite sports team play or watch a man show, maybe Sons of Anarchy. You assume a nice and relaxing position on your favorite couch with your favorite drink not too far from your reach. Then your wife interrupts that utopian fantasy.
Wife: Honey…Can you help me to get something from the top cupboard? I am too short, I can’t reach.
You: Seriously? I am trying to watch the Caps game here. Gosh man! Can’t it wait?
Wife: Honey! I am making you dinner! I need the plates!
You go and do your bidding, you always do, then you get back quickly to your game.
Wife: Honey…one sec
You: What now?
Wife: Do you have to be so rude? It’s only a stupid hockey game! The Caps suck anyways!
The next day, your honey is watching her favorite show or maybe reading ‘Fifty Shades of Grey’ while she languishes in the jet tub. You are putting the kids to bed when you realize there are no more diapers.
You: BABES! DO WE HAVE ANY DIAPERS?!
Wife: Why are you yelling? There are some in a box under the bed
You: Nope, looked there.
Wife: Look some more or look some other place. I don’t know.
(She hasn’t looked up from her book once).
You: Fine, I’ll just wrap him in saran wrap. That should be good enough.