Bad answers.

While I find the adage “there’s no such thing as a stupid question” debatable, it is clear that not only IS there such a thing as a stupid answer, they are plentiful. As these entries tend to go, there is a reason I bring this up. Step this way.

I am home after a physically tiring day. My stomach is digesting dinner and a haze has descended over my eyes. I’m lounging in the living room in my favorite position (feet at equal elevation with my head), when my wife asks me a question: “John, why didn’t you take the laundry out of the dryer?” DANGER WILL ROBINSON, DANGER! The language of the question, combined with the tone of delivery, suggested that conciliation was in order. Yeah, but I went the other way with it. “Well, I just didn’t care to do it right now.”

I don’t know what I was thinking either; or rather, it’s clear that I wasn’t doing much thinking at all. Naturally, it didn’t take much longer before the dryer was unloaded.