Conversation I just had with Annette on the subject of what side-dish would accompany the chicken she was making for dinner:
ANNETTE: “What shall we have with the chicken?”
JSR: “Whatever, I don’t mind.”
ANNETTE: “You have to choose.”
JSR: “No really, whatever.”
ANNETTE: “Nooo, you HAVE to choose.”
JSR: “Well, okay, what do we have the fixin’s of?”
ANNETTE: “All sorts. Anything. We can have whatever you want, but you have to choose it.”
JSR: “Sheesh, fine, okay, rice.”
[Pause]
ANNETTE: (Note: Must be imagined in tones of someone strongly disinclined to eat rice) “Rice?”
August 29, 2002 at 7:20 pm
Erk. This is so familiar. Is that why they won’t suggest anything?
September 8, 2002 at 4:24 am
I admit that that is truely annoying, but men do that too you know! I know one in particular that does it all the time!!!