Honey, can you bring me my tweezers? They are in the drawer next to the sink in my bathroom next to my manicure kit.”
“Okay.” This sounds really pained. He’d like to refuse but he’s headed back that way anyway. I hear a cabinet door open. “They’re not in here.” I could hear in his voice I’d been wasting his time, anyway. He knew they were’t there, but figured he had to say he’d looked since he’d be wanting me to bring him something later. “You must have not put them up last time you used ”them.”
”Oh yes I did. I know they are there!”
”No, they’re not. You just look where you were sitting when you used them last time you probably just gave them a sling! You know how you do!” I head the cabinet door banging.
We’ve done this enough, I know he’s done. I go get the from tweezers from the drawer next to the sink where they were lying next to my manicure kit. He does act a bit puzzled when I come back with them.
”Where did you find them?”
”Right where I old you they were, in the drawers next to the sink.”
”They weren’t there when I looked.”
”Ah! The old sneaking tweezers trick! You looked in the cabinet, not the drawer. The cabinet door was still standing open. You don’t half-listen.”
”Well, if you didn’t mumble, maybe people could hear you. Bla, blah, blah.”
I finish my plucking and make a move to put them up.”
”Hey, can I use the tweezers and while you’re up……..?”