Friday, September 02, 2005

Classical Conditioning
Last night was youth group night here in Carson City. For dinner we had some kind of meat, greenbean, and macaroni casserole. It wasn't that bad, but it didn't agree with me if you know what I mean. I wasn't feeling so good, so I let my wife drive home, no biggy for me I get to relax. Like I said, the food wasn't agreeing with me too much, so one of the first things I do when I get in the car is let one go. I feel better, wife cracks the window on my side so I hang my hand out the window. Before I can blink I feel a crushing sensation...she rolled the window up with my hand still in it. While I'm screaming like a little school girl "owe my hand", wife panics and doesn't realize that she needs to roll the window back down so I have to do that myself. Wife says she is so sorry and feels like crying. I say it's okay, look all my fingers still work. But in my head I can't help but think "was this just punishment for lettin' one go?" The more I think about it, the window was only down a crack for 2 or 3 seconds, definitely not enough time for an evacuation of the scent. So why was it rolled up so quickly?
Now I'm not into any conspiracy theories against my wife, I've only been married for a whole 2 months. But I did learn a very valuable lesson in this whole ordeal, no farting when she has control of the car. I'm not too worried about my hand it doesn't hurt that much, but I am fascinated by the lesson learned. Does any one else get these "accidental" lessons taught to them by their spouse, or am I alone on this boat?

7 comments:

No(dot dot)el said...

i'm sure i am guilty of giving such lessons but i can't think of any right now.

scoeyd said...

interesting how this 'accident' happened right after a normal man moment... and any suspected lession can be easily denied, esp. with a veil of tears. I don't know Mr. H. to me, it seems like your Neighborhood would require you to be Veerrryyy aware, especially for the next days. You also may want to rent the Hitchcock flick, "Suspicion" w/ Cary Grant... I have to go now, I'm going shopping with my wife for my day off.

David said...

I teach the lessons in my house. Chewing with your mouth open- that's a smack. Leaving the lights on when you leave a room-that's a smack. Making eye contact after getting a smack-that's two smacks.

Señor H said...

Let's just hope she doesn't role the window up on your hand, rendering you smackless. Of course no arms never stoped the black night...it's just a flesh wound.

Double D said...

My wife was teaching me great things the other day...I can't think of what though...maybe its because I don't have a wife...

Murdoc said...

I thought your wifes name was Rosita Palmares

David said...

I get jokes.