Tuesday, July 15, 2008

the bathroom story

a couple nights ago after work, i came home and thought it would be nice to take a nap. so i crawled right into bed. being that she's never one to turn down a chance to nap, within minutes, we were both in bed. anyway, she's being a turd, and poking at my back. so i order her to give me a back rub, and like usual, she declines.

being the genius/goofball that i am, i start remembering a funny incident from earlier in the day - i start chuckling, and laughing to myself - waiting for her to ask me what's so funny. finally she does. the conversation goes as follows:

me- *chuckling* that was so funny, the bathroom today at the office...

her- what? what was so funny?

me- ha ha, i bet you'd like to know, wouldn't you?

her- ha ha yeah, tell me.me- i'll tell you if you scratch my back.

her- i'm not scratching your back.

me- c'mon, i'll tell you my awesome story about the bathroom at work today

her- what, did you poop really bad? what happened.

me- no it actually has nothing to do with poop. you probably wouldn't believe me if i told you.

her- what is it, man? just tell me.

me- you know what you gotta do.

her- *getting angry* fuck you dude.

me- *chuckling to myself* god that was so retarded today, i can't believe it.

we both eventually fell asleep for about an hour. though i never got my back rub; i do have the satisfaction of knowing that i stood my ground, and didn't cave in.

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