Donna Reed would slap my face
Me: What are you doing?
Alex: Ironing my jeans.
Alex: I didn’t dry them. They’re wrinkly.
(Insert awkward silence as I watch Alex actually iron his jeans. Like, for real.)
Me: Why would you ever do something like that? I don’t understand.
Alex: I know.
Me: That’s not something I would ever do.
Alex: I know. I love you anyway.
Emily is an ex-teacher, ex-obituary writer, and ex-yuppie. She is self-employed as a writer and she's addicted to poetry. Read more at her blog, Our Daily Tales.