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Now I don’t want to sound ungrateful...
But I have to comment here. First let me go on record as saying that I know I am a very lucky man. My wife treats me like a king. She puts up with all of my eccentricities, and my immaturity. She also happily cooks all of our family meals, keeps a well-run happy house, excellent care of the kids, and even greets me every morning with a cup of hot coffee on my nightstand.
Now it’s the last point that I want to talk about. The other morning I’m getting ready to step into the shower and I take a sip of my coffee as I’m placing it on a shelf. I’m about half way through the cup when I notice near the bottom of the cup is a big honking chunk of dishwasher chud. You know, like a piece of food that washed off a plate, ended up in your cup and then baked on as the dishes dried.
So I just put the cup down and figured I’d get more at work. After my shower, I didn’t say anything to my wife who was busily getting the kids ready for school. Instead I put the cup into the dishwasher to be cleaned again. End of story.
The next morning the routine is the same, and as a matter of fact, so is the cup. It’s a cup extolling the virtues of being a brother, and it was given to me by one of my sisters. So naturally I use it often. Once again about mid cup I notice more dishwasher chud.
Now here is pondered for a moment. I didn’t want to say anything, for fear of appearing ungrateful.. but baked on dishwasher goodies two days in a row.. how could a person not notice?
After my shower I built up the courage and said, “You know.. two days in a row there’s been baked on goodies in my cup.. do you look in the cup before you pour the coffee?”
The answer stunned me.
“Yeah, I noticed that yesterday and today, but I thought the hot coffee would sort of wash it off.”
The look on my face must have said it all.
“I didn’t think you would notice.”
My mouth remained open as I tried to force myself to breath.
“You’re going to put this on your website aren’t you?”
And here it is just as promised. When I told Tim at work the story he suggested that maybe she had, "left that sh*t in there so that you could pretend that you were drinking Kopi Luwak".
- Billo
Copyright 2002, Bill O'Reilly
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