When men are sick
January 9, 2009
At 5 a.m. yesterday I found myself in town at Casey’s (gas station) buying 7 UP and Pepto Bismal for my hubby, who had been up all night with the flu. Here was my conversation with the cashier, a gal I didn’t know, as I checked out.
Cashier in concerned voice: “Oh boy, it looks like you have the flu at your house.”
My reply: “Yes, I’m just glad I don’t have it, too.”
Cashier in very concerned voice: “Oh dear, is it the babies?” (Interesting remark now that my hair is almost all gray!)
My reply: “No, actually it’s my husband.”
Cashier in very emphatic voice: “BIGGER BABY!!!”
Cashier quickly says in very apologetic voice: “Oh I didn’t mean that your husband is like that, it’s just that mine is the biggest baby when he’s sick.”
My reply: “Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, hee hee hee hee hee.”
I think I would agree with her, and I’d like to know if this is a universal observation? Is your man a big baby when he’s sick?