On Her Way Out
My wife dropped by the office the other day, and she told me that she was going to pick something up for me for Christmas. Well, I had been telling her for the past month that I wanted to get a pair of powerful binoculars, so I hoped that she was going to get them. I asked her if she was going to pick them up, and she told me that I shouldn’t ask questions about things that are meant to be a surprise. I knew right then, since she was straying away from the question, that she was on her way to get them.
