This entry is written by me, but imagine it is from Hubby's perspective.
Step One: Listen to wife as she whines about her old van...where the check engine light goes on with increasing regularity.
Step Two: Offer to have old car serviced, smile and nod when she says "but it isn't worth that much, can't we just get a new car?"
Step Three: Wipe the drool off her chin as she shows you this is the car she dreams of owning.
Step Four: Share in her joy when she comes home and reports she's been offered her own clinic after just one week as a substitute nurse.
Step Five: Save your victory dance for when she comes home and admits "Maybe I don't want that car. Why leave a shiny new car in a high school parking lot? The last nurse had her windows busted by some disgruntled student after the nurse turned him in for using drugs".
2 comments:
How dare you dream such foreign dreams :) Yes, tis best you keep your old Pontiac clunker lest a disgruntled BIL arranges to have your windows busted.
just make up my mind dear....
hubby
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