The other day, Gr
eg had a rough go of it at work….he crashed our company’s main external website and then cheerfully, and obliviously I might add, left to go play volleyball. He came back to absolute pandemonium and much reprimanding. When you are a US Government defense contractor….it really is quite unacceptable to have the main website offline.
So. It was a bad day.
As he flopped on the couch and lamented the fact that he would soon be an unemployed couch potato, I made him chocolate peanut butter chip cookies to cheer him. And they did, very much. He loved that recipe – the cookies were exquisite. So I packed some in his lunch the next day for after the meetings with upper management.
But he ended up going out and he never came up to grab his lunch from me, and thusly it wasn’t until the end of our work day did he remember his cookies. (Side note: We work in the same building. Not the same department, but the same building. I’m upstairs, and he’s downstairs locked away behind strict security access) He asked me to please remember to bring them down for him so he could munch on the way home (His meetings went fine – the managers were understanding and Greg is still employed).
We got to the car and 2 of our friends were also leaving, I asked Greg if he wanted to share his cookies with them, since there were plenty at home. He heard something to the point of ‘Do you want your cookies now in the car?’ and I heard an enthusiastic YES!
So I offered his cookies to our friends and gave Greg a funny look when his eyes POPPED as one of the two cookies were accepted. We smiled and said bye and hopped in the car.
And he didn’t move.
So I inquired as to what was up.
And this was his response:“What in the HOLY HELL inspired you to give away one of my cookies?!?!?!”
And I said “You TOLD me to!!!”
And he said “In 4 years of marriage what of my behavior has EVER made you think I would be willing to share cookies with ANYONE!?!?!”
And I didn’t have a snappy comment for that. So I hollered “YOU are a STINGY COOKIE MONSTER!!!!!!”
So he grumbled the whole way home incoherently about ‘Cookie Rations’ and whatnot, and promptly ate a few more just to comfort him when we got home.
And I went upstairs and laughed and laughed and laughed.
eg had a rough go of it at work….he crashed our company’s main external website and then cheerfully, and obliviously I might add, left to go play volleyball. He came back to absolute pandemonium and much reprimanding. When you are a US Government defense contractor….it really is quite unacceptable to have the main website offline.So. It was a bad day.
As he flopped on the couch and lamented the fact that he would soon be an unemployed couch potato, I made him chocolate peanut butter chip cookies to cheer him. And they did, very much. He loved that recipe – the cookies were exquisite. So I packed some in his lunch the next day for after the meetings with upper management.
But he ended up going out and he never came up to grab his lunch from me, and thusly it wasn’t until the end of our work day did he remember his cookies. (Side note: We work in the same building. Not the same department, but the same building. I’m upstairs, and he’s downstairs locked away behind strict security access) He asked me to please remember to bring them down for him so he could munch on the way home (His meetings went fine – the managers were understanding and Greg is still employed).
We got to the car and 2 of our friends were also leaving, I asked Greg if he wanted to share his cookies with them, since there were plenty at home. He heard something to the point of ‘Do you want your cookies now in the car?’ and I heard an enthusiastic YES!
So I offered his cookies to our friends and gave Greg a funny look when his eyes POPPED as one of the two cookies were accepted. We smiled and said bye and hopped in the car.
And he didn’t move.
So I inquired as to what was up.
And this was his response:“What in the HOLY HELL inspired you to give away one of my cookies?!?!?!”
And I said “You TOLD me to!!!”
And he said “In 4 years of marriage what of my behavior has EVER made you think I would be willing to share cookies with ANYONE!?!?!”
And I didn’t have a snappy comment for that. So I hollered “YOU are a STINGY COOKIE MONSTER!!!!!!”
So he grumbled the whole way home incoherently about ‘Cookie Rations’ and whatnot, and promptly ate a few more just to comfort him when we got home.
And I went upstairs and laughed and laughed and laughed.
And then wrote this blog so you could laugh too.
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