Me [knocking on husband’s office door]: “Hey honey?”
Him [not looking up from computer]: “Yup?”
Me: “I was going to throw on a cropped sweatshirt in a little while and go for a ride in a DeLorean, do you want to come?”
Him: [silence]
Him: “I take it you don’t like Boston?”
Me: “I’m just saying that’s what I’ll be doing, and I wanted to know if you want to come with. And that you should bring that CD you’re playing with you.”
Him: “…You’re a jerk.”
At this point in the conversation, I’ve been told it’s bad form to waggle one’s wedding ring at your husband. Tee hee, whoops.