A SIMPLE QUESTION
Mrs. Cranky
has two running complaints about me. One,
she says I don’t pay attention to TV shows, and then ask her questions about
what has happened in a show. Two, she
claims I constantly forget stuff.
Tuesday
morning Mrs. C and I were watching “The Bachelor” on-demand from Monday night. Monday night, we watched the finale of “Celebrity
Apprentice” instead of “The Bachelor.”
During lulls in “Celebrity Apprentice,” Mrs. C flipped over to the “The
Bachelor.”
While we
were watching on -demand in the morning I was somewhat confused about what part of the show was new, and
what had we seen last night while she was flipping.
“This part looks familiar; did we see
it last night?”
“Achoo!”
“Are you all right, do you have a
cold?”
“No, I’m ok…Achoo!”
“Did we see this part last night?”
“Sniff…blow.”
“Did we see this part last night?”
“What?”
“I don’t mean to bother you, I was just
wondering if we saw this last night, it seems familiar, but it is not as if I
can’t remember anything, it’s just you were flipping a lot last night.”
“Achoo!”
“It’s a simple question.”
“OH for crap sake, stop grilling me,
I’m having a sneezing fit, can you just hold on to your incessant questions for
one minute? If you paid attention you wouldn’t have to bother me all the
time. Holy Hannah, am I going to have to
put you in a home? You are such a jerk!”
I was
shocked by this vicious reply to my simple question.
“I’m sorry Darling, I didn’t
realize. Are you OK now, my question
really is not that important.”
OH Please…Wait
just a minute, Mrs. Cranky here, this is what really happened.
Ok, we were
watching last night’s “The Bachelor” on-demand. Every minute Joe keeps asking me
questions:
“Who is the blonde?”
“I thought the one with the accent was
sent home last week.”
“What did she say? Why are they whispering?”
“How many times is Chris going to say
“I’m not going to lie’?”
“Where are they now?”
I patiently
answered every single question, and then I got a sudden sneezing fit. When my head finally cleared this is what I
heard:
“Did we see this part
last night? Why is that question so damn
hard to answer? If you weren’t flipping
the channels last night I wouldn’t be confused.
Why can’t you answer a simple question?
“I’m sorry
dear, I was sneezing and could not hear your question. What is it again that you want to know?”
“Oh never mind, I’m sorry I bothered
you, it’s not as if I can’t remember anything!
Forget it, I don’t like this show anyway, all the women look and sound
alike…who friggin cares!”
“I’m sorry
honey-bunch, I’ll try and not flip so much, and I will try and listen more
carefully to your questions."
And that is
what really happened!
That is not
how I remember it. Who are you going to
believe, me or Mrs. Cranky?
Okay, for all you cranky followers, for future reference, I NEVER CALL HIM DEAR! and definitely NOT HONEY BUNCH! although he hints that I wrote my side of the story, I DID NOT! but cranky is old and thinks that his way of writing is much funnier than mine. so I don't fight him on it. I just get him back here ... I don't think anyone who had just sneezed 4 time in a row and couldn't breathe, would turn around and say oh, yes dear ... I pulled an exorsist, spun my head a few times and yelled, could you at least wait till I can breathe before I answer your 6 stupid questions? thank you, have a nice day!
ReplyDeleteJoe...If I were you I think I would back away slowly, avoid eye contact, and mutter something about flowers, diamonds, and dinner out.
ReplyDeleteSorry, but I won't pick sides, although I can be easily bribed. They say that it's men who control the remote, but like your house, it isn't true where I live. My remote is usually in the hands of my wife, and she clicks and flips all the time. I seldom know what we're watching.
ReplyDeleteI'll pick sides...Mrs. C is the side I pick. You tend to embellish too much Cranky. Besides, we women have to stick together.
ReplyDeleteHave a fabulous day you two. ☺
i'm guessing the reality was somewhere in the middle...
ReplyDeleteI think I can go with Mrs. C's comment version though I must say yours was really amusing.
ReplyDeleteYou know the answer.
ReplyDeleteI dunno. But you and I were separated at birth. I'm famous for plopping down and asking annoying questions about whatever is on. I also can't remember anything.
ReplyDeleteMrs. C, in the comments for $1,000, Alex.
ReplyDeleteMrs C... you need your own blog. Nay, WE need you to have your own blog.. :)
The only thing worse than watching “The Bachelor” is watching it on-demand in the morning.
ReplyDeleteWhen it comes to "The Bachelor", I cannot remember any thing.LOL
ReplyDeleteOf course I take Mrs. Cranky's side! I couldn't believer her more unless she wrote it all out by hand, like her grocery lists.
ReplyDeleteMrs. C knows how to navigate through the day without a purse. She is my hero. I'm on her side.
ReplyDeleteIf you think I'm going to get into that, you've got another think coming. (That's an old expression I wrote down without even thinking about it. Does it make any sense at all?)
ReplyDeleteI'm staying out of this too.
ReplyDeleteLoved Mrs C's response!!
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