Every now and again, I get into real trouble with my wife. Peculiarly enough, this trouble usually lasts exactly 48 hours, starting promptly on Saturday mornings and ending suddenly on Monday mornings.
It reminds me of an episode of “24”, the television show where each hour-long episode equates to exactly one hour in anti-terrorist Jack Bauer’s day. My personal television show, however, is called “48”, and each minute feels like an entire day.
That Jack Bauer is a lucky bastard.
If he was working with my wife during one of these “episodes”, here’s how life would go at the Counter Terrorism Unit (CTU):
Jack (on phone to CTU): I’m gonna need you to cross-index the phone records of our plutonium-theft suspect with the phone records of the possible double agent secreted in our group.
Wife (at CTU): Do it yourself. I’m tired of cleaning up the database after you.
Jack: But I’m currently undercover with a Columbian cartel in another country. The CIA, unaware that I’m only pretending to be a double agent, has pinned us down with heavy weapons fire. Plus, my cell phone is down to, like, half a bar. And I’m pretty sure I’m running over my minutes.
Wife: That’s not my problem. Maybe if you showed me a little respect, things would be different.
Jack: Listen, for the sake of America and rest of the world, you and I need to work together on this. We can’t get into fights every couple of weeks.
Wife: Now you’re blaming this on my period?
Jack: What?
Wife: You said this happens every couple of weeks. You think I’m irrational because of my period.
Jack: Huh? Are you on your period?
Wife: You know I am, Jack. See, that’s the first thing a man assumes when a woman’s legitimately angry.
Jack: Omigod! I’ve been shot. The bullet pierced the thermos full of radioactive plutonium I’ve been hiding in my underwear. I need CTU backup, now!
Wife: Now you’re yelling at me? (She hangs up on Jack)
Like I said, Jack Bauer is a lucky bastard. This season, he’s even found a new love interest. I wish I’d seen that first date…”I’m currently widowed because I had an adulterous affair when I was separated from my wife. My adulterous lover turned out to be a vicious psychopath and she murdered my wife. But don’t worry, I’ve already killed her.”....
1 comment:
i am not responding to the contest but i am repsonding to the lenny karvitz (however you spell it) entry. thats was really funny. i am going to let one of my friends read it tomorrow. i bet if you wrote like a teenage column in the newspaper or something it would be a big hit. i am loving your blog.
Love your niece
Lee
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