Falling into holes

by Michael Alderete on 1/19/2002

Here’s how it goes. Rochelle digs a hole. She gets on the other side of it from me. Then she says “Come here, honey!”

You would think, after nearly four years together, I would know enough to walk around or step over. But no, she’s smarter than I am, and I keep falling into the holes.

Q: “Honey, what time today should we work on X?”

Right Answer: “Why are we working on X today?”

Right Answer: “Did I commit to X?”

Right Answer: “I don’t want to do X today.”

Right Answer: “I’m working on Y today.”

Right Answer: “Maybe you could do X without me?”

Michael’s Answer: “Uh…2pm?”

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