Let’s play a game. A guessing game.
I’m not going to label this conversation; see if you can guess which of these people is my Husband, and which of these people has tickets to see Avenue Q*
- Today is Thursday, right?
- Okay, good. I wanted to make sure it wasn’t accidentally Friday.
- Why are you looking at me like that?
- I’m trying to figure out what “accidentally Friday” means
- I think I was perfectly clear
* I’m not hopelessly behind, but unless someone out there is offering to donate some goddamned Hamilton tickets, I’ll take what I can get! Plus, you know… puppets singing about porn! Never turn down a chance to see puppets singing about porn.