I just offered my husband a million dollars if he would pick up Chinese food for our dinner tonight. Not only that, but I doubled that offer and said I would give him two million dollars if he would both talk to the unintelligible Chinese women who work at China Hut as well as retrieve our dinner. I know that's a lot to ask, particularly after we both had such a long week, but it is two million dollars.
His only response was that he would pay me two million dollars if I would get the phone number for China Hut off the fridge and bring it to him. I'm even going to bring him a beer to go with that phone number at no additional charge.
We have to eat out because the handle came off our fridge yesterday and neither of us have the energy to repair it yet.