One morning, a husband was peacefully sipping coffee when his wife barged in with a screwdriver, a wrench, and a scowl.
“The washing machine’s broken,” she declared.
He sighed. “Alright, I’ll take a look.”
“Oh, so you’re a repairman now?” she snapped, then hovered over him:
“CAREFUL! Do you even know what you’re doing?! LEFTY LOOSEY! Not like that! WHERE ARE THE INSTRUCTIONS?! You’ll electrocute yourself! USE A WRENCH! No, not that wrench!”
Finally, he stood, met her eyes, and said calmly:
“Now you know what it feels like when you cook dinner.”
He should regain consciousness in a few days.
