Last week Ben asked me to take the Dry Cleaning in and he promised, if I do, he would then go pick the Dry Cleaning back up later. I oblige. Now, I give you this morning's conversation. 7am, in our warm cozy bed:
Ben: Can I bribe you to go get the dry cleaning?
Long silence
Sharon: If you're going to bribe me, you actually have to offer me a bribe.
Ben: If you get the dry cleaning, when we get a new car, I'll let you get one with a heated steering wheel.
Sharon: You're the one who gets to drive the new car. Why would I agree to that?
Ben: You can get a new dress coat.
Sharon: But I'm already getting one for my birthday.
Ben: Oh.
Another long silence
Sharon: Ben, you're kind of bad at bribing.
I acknowledge that I will probably have to go get the dry cleaning anyway. But if he's going to start trying to bribe me, I might as well help him along in the process so I can actually get something good out of it. Tragically, it appears I have my work cut out for me. :/
