Matt's out of town right now, and I'm leaving town tomorrow, but he's coming back in a few days, so I did what any good wife would do: stocked up on frozen foods. While I was driving to the store, Matt called. I told him what I was doing, and he asked if I'd pick up some wine for him, just one or two. I thought this was a bit odd because Matt is much more likely to have a beer or a gin and tonic rather than a glass of wine while he's home alone. In fact, the image of Matt sitting at home alone watching tv with a bottle of wine is really making me grin right now.
I pulled into Trader Joe's, picked out two bottles of wine, grabbed some burritos and pizza, and went on with my day. When Matt called later, I mentioned that I got him his wine.
"Why did you buy me wine?"
"Well, you asked for it. Really, Matt, start remembering things!"
"No... I asked for limes, one or two."
"Oh. ... ... well, limes sure would have been cheaper for me to buy."
See? I knew he'd rather have a gin and tonic.
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And you women say men don't listen.
i like this story.
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