Monday our daughter - home from their family sailing trip at the dutch seaside, came for a short visit to show us her holiday pictures. Since Landfrau had been very busy housecleaning, she asked Herr Husband to drive and pick up some pastries . We like the take-outs from McCafé they are good, fresh and fast to get. Up to now, anyway. Daughter arrived and was eager to start her slide show, but no daddy had arrived yet with the goodies. It took him quite a while, but when he arrived, fortunately with cake, he told us a story, which had us rolling over with laughter.
The girl at the counter asked him for his order and it developped the following conversation:
Husband: 3 pieces of cheesecake and 3 slices of apple pie
girl: you want to eat them here?
Husband (somewhat annoyed) : do I look as if I would devour 6 pieces of cake?
girl: (silent for a moment) then: you want a paper bag?
Husband: what the heck do you think the pieces of cake would look like, if I carried them in a paper bag? Please put them into a box.
Girl left and after quite a while returned with a stack of boxes, unfolded, took one out and started to fold. When she had set up the bottom, she went, got a pair of green rubber gloves and put in the pieces of cake, the started to fold up the sides of the box and promply tore one side.
Husband: how do you suppose I should carry a broken box?
girl: balance from the bottom
Husband: (still keeping his temper) get some tape and fix it
Off she went and it took her quite a while, before she returned with some tape to fix the damage.
Fortunatey Herr Husband had the brilliant idea with the tape, because otherwise he would still be there watching the girl folding and tearing boxes.
But the cake had been good!
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