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May 08, 2018


Jacki York

Ha! My partner in crime is very annoyed by the way I open packaging. Every time he goes into the pantry to get something, he huffs and puffs about how I've torn a box top or ripped off a bag top in a crooked manner.

One time I opened a bag of croutons in front of him while he foamed at the mouth at how I left the bag lopsided at the top. It has a seal and we use clip to keep it shut so I don't really understand what the big deal is.

I can't help it when he starts to rant about this, I start laughing! :)

Edith Maxwell

You made me laugh out loud more than once reading this. Have a fun holiday!

Hank Phillippi Ryan

One of my mom's favorite sayings was: You know I can't hear you when the water's running!"

Jacki, that's HILARIOUS. (A husband I know looks at the mail, just goes through the pile, and makes another pile of which I guess the category is "I've seen it" and then just leaves the pile. Ahhh... :-)


I am so with your husband on this one. My supervisor at the job I just left would do the same thing. She'd call and call for someone without taking two seconds to stand up and see if they are even there. We'd have to do it for her and then tell her they weren't there.

LJ Roberts

This made me laugh. My mother and I used to drive my Dad crazy because we talk aloud to ourselves. I was home one time and apparently doing this, because we're not aware we're doing it, when Dad said "What?" "Oh, I'm just talking to me." I said. He just shook his head and said, "Yes, you are your mother's daughter."

Kathy Reel

You always crack me up, Catriona! I can just imagine how annoying it must be for your husband that you don't get annoyed. Hahaha!


Jacki and Hank! I drive Neil nuts opening letters. I use my thumb. He uses a letter opener. Who uses a letter opener?

And Mark, I agree that your supervisor was annoying.

Elaine Viets

We have the same discussion at our home. I talk to Don in the other room and he can't hear me (He insists that I mumble) and we're off.

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