I wasn’t going to take the time to post this because it seemed so utterly stupid I figured she was just having a brain fart. But then she basically did it again so I feel compelled.
Last week:
Her: I have to go see this doctor before I can have the procedure on my hand. They have an appointment in February, but it’s also at their Cedar Park location so it’s like an hour+ drive!
Me: I’m sorry! That’s crazy they don’t have anything sooner?
Her: Well they also have one next week at their office that’s 5 minutes away. That would be better, right?
Me: Ugh, yeah?
Yesterday:
Her: I’d like to take the girls to see Wicked in 3D tonight. The show is at 5:30, and the only available seats are in the very front row. We’d also have to leave the party a little early to make it in time, and I know [one kid] won’t be happy about that.
Me: I think that’s a show you’d want to be able to really experience, which you probably can’t get in the front row.
Her: There’s also one at 6, and there are seats in row 8, right in the middle. That would also mean we could stay until the end of the party. Should I do that one instead?
Me in my head: Yeah, now I’m posting about this nonsense.