Sunday, November 18, 2007
A Recipe For Irritation
If your goal is to completely irritate your husband may I suggest the following actions:
First, ask him to go to Sam's Club with you to help purchase an Artificial Christmas tree.
Find said tree and watch hubby wrestle it onto the flat cart to take up to the check stand for purchase.
Wait several minutes and then express your doubts about whether this is really the tree your family should be buying.
After wringing your hands and melting into a mess of indecisiveness tell hubby you really don't want that tree. Watch hubby re wrestle tree off of flat cart and back onto big pile of stacked tree boxes.
Suggest that you now go to another store and look for a different tree.
I highly recommend skipping the last step.
First, ask him to go to Sam's Club with you to help purchase an Artificial Christmas tree.
Find said tree and watch hubby wrestle it onto the flat cart to take up to the check stand for purchase.
Wait several minutes and then express your doubts about whether this is really the tree your family should be buying.
After wringing your hands and melting into a mess of indecisiveness tell hubby you really don't want that tree. Watch hubby re wrestle tree off of flat cart and back onto big pile of stacked tree boxes.
Suggest that you now go to another store and look for a different tree.
I highly recommend skipping the last step.
7 Comments:
If you want to irritate your wife?
Let her buy the artificial tree of her dreams.
Don't get upset at the price, casue it's an heirloom now.
Wait for it to arrive and watch her spend 6 days straight setting it up- bending each individual branch up, down, left, right on every branch like the directions say.
Spend another 2 days watching her walk around the tree adjusting each branch for the fullest effect.
After two more days of dogged determination in decorating, ooh and ahh appropriately at what a marvelous job - especially cause she did it all by herself while managing a 2 and a 3 year old.
Then... and this is the important part ...
Spend the next 3 weeks until Christmas Day complaining about the fact that it doesn't smell real It can't be Christmas without the smell of pine. Whine Alot! The more, the better.
Aggravate her to the point where, after Christmas, the tree is given away to the Goodwill.
Then, prepare to hear about it every single year for the rest of your life.
Yeah.
I think that should do it.
Well, that might be irritating, but it is a hard job to find an artificial tree!
He,he! :)
Which is why the last couple of years, I've taken my sweet dh to the nearest home store, and pointed to the tree STILL WRAPPED UP IN THE NET, and said That one will do just fine.
We never know 'til we get it home whether or not it's going to be a Charlie Brown tree. ;) I just love it....
SO FUNNY!
I've had that same experience except is was at IKEA.
Oh, girl. I cringed reading that.
I would have to go straight from Sam's to any shoe or sporting goods store and let Big Daddy pick out any pair of shoes he wanted, WITHOUT GIVING ANY ADVICE, and then let him watch football for the next forever.
THEN, and only then, he might be in a good mood again. Maybe.
Yeah...my husband wouldn't be too happy either! He hates shopping period. Good luck on finding the tree of your dreams.
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