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October 5, 2008

Being a Jerk Doesn’t Pay

Ian and I have this tendency to pick up and finish each other’s glasses of water. Last night, as we were getting ready to go to bed, we both moved to pick up the same glass. But it was mine and I got to it first. So, I downed it, refilled it and drank some more. When I paused, he went to reach for it, saying, “I’ll just finish that for you.” So I quickly put it back up to my mouth and kept drinking.

The trouble came when I tried to give him an aggressive, “Hah. So There!” look over the rim of the glass, because I started to laugh at my own joke, and then I choked and had to quit drinking. But as I put down the glass, still choking and laughing and also gasping for breath, I managed to croak out, “I think I backwashed.” So he didn’t get my water anyway. Hah.

Then I couldn’t stop laughing about it for the rest of the night. I was lying in bed, still giggling, and Ian was like, “you are a total jerk.”

And I giggled again. And I said, “and that’s why it doesn’t pay to be a jerk, ’cause now I’m never going to get to sleep. I’m just going to lie here giggling and giggling over my own jerkiness. If only I’d been a nicer person, I’d be happily asleep by now.”

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