So the other week, I was chatting in Site Chat when XSsmoke popped in and told me he had an Xbox 360 Premium for me sitting in his house. I wasn’t planning on getting one for a while because I had a bunch of stuff to spend money on, including a bathroom renovation, but I knew my refund check was coming that Friday, so I said “fuck it.” I sent Smoke the check and the next Wednesday, my 360 arrived at my work. So, instead of telling my wife I got my 360 at the risk of her murdering me and, even worse, possibly taking it out to the shooting range, I decided just to set it up and let her figure it out for herself when the time was right. So, Thursday went by, no problem. Friday, not a peep.

Saturday…. “MARKUS! WHY IS YOUR XBOX WHITE!” she screamed from downstairs, waking me up and starting my hangover at 7:00am.

“It’s a miracle!” I said. “My Xbox turned into an Xbox 360 overnight!”

She didn’t buy that, so I simply explained to her that the 360 was actually for her benefit.

“Look! It has wireless controllers! Wireless! Now you won’t trip over wires!”

She said she had wished I told her I got one, but she laughed and told me I earned it. Remembering what everyone else in site chat said, I said, “You’re damn right I earned it! You flushed potatoes down the toilet!” (I didnt even mention the toaster incident.)

Moral of the story… Don’t tell your wife anything and it will all work out.

So, I’m going into the Post Office this morning and someone is behind me with a bunch of boxes in, so I hold the door open for him. Does he say, “Thank you?” No, of course not.

I hate when people don’t say thank you when I do something like that. Is it that hard?

You might be thinking, “So you hold doors open for people Liger, what do you want a fucking parade?”

Well, a parade would be nice; perhaps some bumper stickers or ribbons people could wear at award ceremonies to support me and my door opening. No really, a “Thank you” would be nice.