My son recently had a birthday, so my wife decided to get this really cool cake of cup cakes. Basically, the bakery takes a bunch of cup cakes, arranges them together, and decorates it like a sheet cake. The one my wife picked out had this neat, and somewhat elaborate, toy placed on top as part of the decoration.
So far so good.
She asked if I could pick up the cake on the way home from work. When the lady behind the counter handed me the cake, she also handed me the toy, disassembled, in a plastic bag.
"You'll have to put the decoration together yourself, since it is too big to fit on the cake with the cover on.", she said.
"No problem!", I replied.
When I got home, I explained this to my wife.
She. Freaked. Out.
"What?! I don't know how to put it together!"
I opened up the bag and looked at the parts. There were four pieces.
"Is there a picture?! Are there instructions?!"
There weren't instructions, but the way the pieces were shaped made it fairly obvious how it all fit together.
"Did you see what it looked like?! I don't remember! You need to go back up there and have them put that together and hurry! I don't know how long they're open tonight!"
"Got it.", I finally said.
She stopped her tirade and stared at me. "How did you know how to put it together?"
"I just...did. I just, you know, looked at it and figured it out."
"No, I don't know.", she replied.
Story of her life.
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That reminds me of the many times I've been able to figure out, put together, and otherwise remedy something amiss that my husband is tirading, fretting, or generally carrying on about. We won't talk about all the times I've wanted to tell him to put his big boy boxers on and deal with it.
You're not alone my friend; idiot spouses abound in more places than we both thought possible. ;)
Yup, my beloved spouse would do the same thing. She has not one iota of spatial cognitive ability. And she doesn't understand how or why anyone possibly does.
You married a bimbo.....
Thank you for the blog.
Wow - my wife is bloody stupid, but not that bad. Good luck with that.
Well said.
Ya, my wife is pretty dim too. One night, before we were married, she was driving to my apartment, which she had done 50+ time before, when she called me up, lost. After getting her cross streets, which was like pulling teeth, I found out she was a block away. I tell her to turn left and it's on the right. 15 minutes later, she calls me, lost again. 6 miles away from my apartment.
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