Y'Know . . . Those Are For Lenses
Sep. 21st, 2008 02:18 pmSo . . . a few months back I found a box of cheap-ass tissues in the cabinet in the bathroom. I figured someone had to use 'em up, so I put them on my desk, and have been using them to blow my nose, etc.
Today, I sneezed, I grabbed a tissue, I was cleaning my nose, when . . .
buxom_bey: Umm . . . you know those are for lenses, right?
Me: [slow turn to face her, tissue still nose-adjacent] Uh, like for glasses?
Bey: Yes.
Me: [pause] This would have been good to know months ago.
Bey: I . . . didn't know you were using them on your nose!
Me: I found them in the bathroom, I figured they were cheap-ass tissues.
Bey: . . . No.
Me. [pause] Could you hand me those tissues? [real ones, from her desk]
Bey: [Silently hands me the box. I take a tissue, which also pulls out the next one. I use one, and place the other close at hand.] Do you want the box for the last one?
Me: [I take the box, and hold it overhead to peer in. Little tufts of tissue drift out like snow into my face. It's empty. I glare at her.]
Bey: I meant, to put that last tissue in. [points at last tissue on my desk]
Me: [with careful dignity] Thank you.
[extended pause]
Me: Also? Shttup!
Bey: [laughter] They're from when I was a photographer! For cleaning camera lenses!
Me: Shttup!
Bey: [more laughter] I saw them on your desk, I figured, you use your glasses more than I use mine . . .
Me: I really cannot emphasize this enough . . . Shttup!
Bey: [more hysterical laughter] Ha ha, ow, ha ha, ow, ow, ow! [careful breathing around giggles]
Me: [waits until she's managed to stop laughing] . . . Shttup!
Bey: [howls of laughter]
Me: I'm blogging this. [open LJ, start typing]
Bey: [giggles] I'm going downstairs to do laundry, 'cause there's no way I can concentrate on what I was doing.
Me: [grunt]
[She does so. I continue to type. She comes back up.]
Bey: So, you got those out, back when you reorganized the cabinet, right?
Me: [glare]
Bey: I was trying to work out when that was. I was out of town. It was March, wasn't it?
Me: [glare]
Bey: You've been using those as tissues for over half a year! Right?
Me: . . . SHTTUP!
Bey: [yet more laughter]
Today, I sneezed, I grabbed a tissue, I was cleaning my nose, when . . .
Me: [slow turn to face her, tissue still nose-adjacent] Uh, like for glasses?
Bey: Yes.
Me: [pause] This would have been good to know months ago.
Bey: I . . . didn't know you were using them on your nose!
Me: I found them in the bathroom, I figured they were cheap-ass tissues.
Bey: . . . No.
Me. [pause] Could you hand me those tissues? [real ones, from her desk]
Bey: [Silently hands me the box. I take a tissue, which also pulls out the next one. I use one, and place the other close at hand.] Do you want the box for the last one?
Me: [I take the box, and hold it overhead to peer in. Little tufts of tissue drift out like snow into my face. It's empty. I glare at her.]
Bey: I meant, to put that last tissue in. [points at last tissue on my desk]
Me: [with careful dignity] Thank you.
[extended pause]
Me: Also? Shttup!
Bey: [laughter] They're from when I was a photographer! For cleaning camera lenses!
Me: Shttup!
Bey: [more laughter] I saw them on your desk, I figured, you use your glasses more than I use mine . . .
Me: I really cannot emphasize this enough . . . Shttup!
Bey: [more hysterical laughter] Ha ha, ow, ha ha, ow, ow, ow! [careful breathing around giggles]
Me: [waits until she's managed to stop laughing] . . . Shttup!
Bey: [howls of laughter]
Me: I'm blogging this. [open LJ, start typing]
Bey: [giggles] I'm going downstairs to do laundry, 'cause there's no way I can concentrate on what I was doing.
Me: [grunt]
[She does so. I continue to type. She comes back up.]
Bey: So, you got those out, back when you reorganized the cabinet, right?
Me: [glare]
Bey: I was trying to work out when that was. I was out of town. It was March, wasn't it?
Me: [glare]
Bey: You've been using those as tissues for over half a year! Right?
Me: . . . SHTTUP!
Bey: [yet more laughter]
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Date: 2008-09-21 06:37 pm (UTC)The real question is, were they more or less expensive?
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Date: 2008-09-21 08:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-22 01:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-22 03:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-22 06:06 pm (UTC)And even better to be able to poke your wife when she's making fun of you...