Yoo Hoo Brew Ha Ha
One of the things about marriage that baffles me is how each spouse wants small tasks preformed exactly as they would do them. Mrs. C is particularly guilty of this infraction. If I brush my teeth up and down, she insists I should back and forth it. No matter how I load the dishwasher it is the wrong way. I fluff my pillows wrong; I turn the lights on too high…unless I turn them on too low. I channel surf wrong and I watch the wrong shows, even when she is not watching TV.
Wrong, btw, is anything not how she would do it. When confronted with the error of my ways I always ask her how does she think I survive when she is not around. She always responds back, “I have no idea!”
Today we were both in the kitchen, never a good thing as there are so many things to do “wrong” in the kitchen. She asked,
“Can you reach in the fridge and get me a Yoo Hoo.”
I often have trouble finding things in the fridge, but I knew where the Yoo Hoo was because I saw some of those little sippy boxes in the vegetable drawer just the other day (I agree…I didn’t put them there.) As I pulled out the drawer and reached for a box,
“Why are you getting the box from there, there are several boxes on the shelf right at eye level?”
“Is there a difference?”
“The Yoo Hoo’s on the shelf are for now, they are easy to reach, the Yoo Hoo’s in the drawer are back up Yoo Hoo’s.”
I handed her the “drawer” Yoo Hoo. “This Yoo Hoo is just as good, and I didn’t see the others.”
“Maybe, but it is still the wrong Yoo Hoo; and how can you not see the eye level boxes?”
“You are a pip!”
As she poked the straw in the box I had to comment on how she drank the Yoo Hoo.
“Don’t sip, you never get all the drink out of the box, you lose air pressure and you cannot suck the last bit of Yoo Hoo. You should blow air into the box, and then the Yoo Hoo just flows on its own up the straw and you get all of it with no effort.”
“I tilt it back and around so the remaining drink is in the corner and it is easy to get it.”
“You do it wrong!”
“You’re a JERK!”
“When you throw it away, push the straw in and crumble the box up so it takes less room in the garbage.”
“I don’t crumble it, I undo the flaps and it flattens out, taking up less room than crumbling.”
“Once again, you’re a JERK!”
Actually her way to toss the box is better, but she drinks the Yoo Hoo wrong.