What was THAT tone of voice all about?
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I freely admit that I am suffering from a bad case of cabin fever lately, but Mrs. bwk seems to be suffering from a bad case of "I wish he'd go to work or something" flu. Yesterday morning I came into the den and started to do some job-related stuff on the computer. As I worked along, I could sense a certain thickness building in the air. I did my best to ignore it and continue doing my work. Finally, I reached a point where I needed to get up and move my legs a little. I swear, as soon as Mrs. bwk heard the sound of the desk chair turning she got a realy wild look in her eyes and made a mad lunge for the computer. I had forgotten that she likes to visit a certain poker site. That site forces people to register and has enabled a chat feature that allows people to talk to each other while playing. Over the years, a core group of regulars formed friendships and they call each other daily. Sometimes they even have get-togethers! Imagine that! All borne from a silly website. In any case, I figured the air would thin out a little if I just let her have the computer for awhile, so I sat down on the couch to catch up on some reading. Some time went by, and Mrs. bwk asked me a question from the other room. From what I recall, it was a meaningless question. Maybe she asked how much gas was in the car, I don't know. Whatever it was, I answered her and went back to my reading. At least a half an hour went by, and suddenly Mrs. bwk was in the doorway. "What was that tone of voice all about?" What tone of voice? "A few minutes ago I asked you a question and you answered me. Then I said something else and you snapped back in a crappy tone of voice! What's up with that?" I don't remember anything like that happening. What did you ask me? What the heck were we talking about? "I don't know, I can't remember, but I do remember that I didn't like your tone." So let me get this straight. You asked me something and you have no idea what it was. I replied and you have no idea what that was either, and now you are mad about it? "Yes, that's right." HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! It seems my laughter caused frost to form on the floors and furniture, so that probably wasn't the right thing to do. Seconds later the phone rang. It was one of the field nurses who are following up on me, and she wanted to come over right away. I'm thinking that having someone else in the house for a few minutes might help cure the frost situation, so I told her to come on over. She did. Sheesh, she must have called me after she was already here. This particular nurse was one of those 4'9" models that weighs in at 250 lbs. No real biggie there, but she also had a big, black something on her nose that kept yelling insults at me, forcing me to stare at it. I tried really hard to ignore that big thing on her nose, and was actually getting to the point where I had that under control. As she checked my vitals and whatever, she made a small pile of medical waste that she wanted to throw away. The kitchen trash can was in plain sight, so she headed off for it. Somehow or another she managed to knock it down though, and the noise made me turn around to see what was going on. She bent down to pick the trash can up, and it was right then that her stretch pants decided to throw in the towel, falling halfway down her (naked) butt. I had to instantly turn around and put my hand over my mouth and nose to keep from going into some seriously loud laughter, and it was just at that moment that Mrs. bwk came into the room. Now bear in mind that only a few minutes had passed since I had been laughing at Mrs. bwk, so she naturally(?) assumed I was still laughing at her. Now there was permafrost throughout the house, and it stayed that way for the rest of the day. Here we are, noon the following day and it looks like things are okay again. But I am walking on egg shells. ![]() |
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| that's why I work 7 days a week. nt, posted on November 5, 2009 at 13:22:12 | |
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| The absence of "y" chromosomes leads to sometimes rather perverse priorities... :o) nt., posted on November 5, 2009 at 13:05:05 | |
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| Thanks for the chuckle... :o) nt., posted on November 5, 2009 at 14:46:26 | |
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