My mother-in-law caught a Starbucks cup on fire in my microwave today.
And then she talked to me about her love life.
I told her, "I don't mind how many of my appliances you destroy, or if you burn my house down just to heat up your peppermint hot chocolate, just don't, don't, DON'T ask me for advice about men."
The fact that she proceeded to ask me for advice about men means one or more of the following:
A) She's terribly desperate for any kind of help with her situation
B) She values my opinion
or
C) She was extracting payment for having brought me my favorite drink
Hmm.
BTW- burnt peppermint hot chocolate and wax and paper smells really awful. I can still smell it.
And then she talked to me about her love life.
I told her, "I don't mind how many of my appliances you destroy, or if you burn my house down just to heat up your peppermint hot chocolate, just don't, don't, DON'T ask me for advice about men."
The fact that she proceeded to ask me for advice about men means one or more of the following:
A) She's terribly desperate for any kind of help with her situation
B) She values my opinion
or
C) She was extracting payment for having brought me my favorite drink
Hmm.
BTW- burnt peppermint hot chocolate and wax and paper smells really awful. I can still smell it.