MISSION IMPOSSIBLE
I know what you are thinking. Mission Impossible was an old black and white TV show that was somewhat futuristic with fantastic weapons and impossible odds. Then it was remade into a slick color presentation starring Tom Cruise.
Well, some everyday things are really Mission Impossible.
Let’s say you are married and your wife tells you that she does not feel like
cooking. The correct answer of course is: Hey, that is in your contract. It is
your job. I don’t feel like working every day either, but I get up every
morning and go to work to buy you some fine cookware, a toaster, a dishwasher
and a sewing machine.
But don’t say that . Oh no. Don’t say that. You might get
some soup made with dirty dishwater or even worse a fruitcake or some stale
bread cut up into a bowl of milk or worst case; some dog food in a bowl. NO,
don’t say that. Just don’t.
Instead, you say something like: So, you want me to go to
the store and get an 8 piece chicken meal? Before you can get the words out……..I’m
not in the mood for chicken says she. Oh well, I could pick up some Ta….es . No,
No, says she , I’m not in the mood for Taco’s or Mexican food.
Well, right about now, you might think , just ask her what
she is in the mood for, Right?
Oh hell no. You have got to finish the game. You say how
about I make you a sandwich? Well, save your breath. You put too much
mustard on a sandwich and you know I don’t like onion on my sandwiches. Well, how about we order a pizza? It is not
Wednesday, says she. Don’t ask.
There is some left ov……No, left over spaghetti is too dry
and I am not in the mood for Italian food and we don’ have any garlic bread. I
could go and buy…… No, that would take too long and I am hungry now. Time now to ask? No, not
yet.
Howz about Mc..No I don’t want a happy meal. Well, I could have told you would not be
happy with a happy meal. What exactly do
you mean by that remark? There is no reason for you to get all huffy. Now do
it.
Then what would you be in the mood for? I don’t know. Why
don’t you think of something? says she.
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