Me: Would you like me to make you a nice breakfast? (He didn't seem in a hurry this morning)
Jon: Really? You would do that for me?
Me: (thinking . . . why is he surprised?) Well, yeah, I suppose I could . . if you would like.
Jon: Well, I suppose that would be nice . .
Me: (thinking . . . after 33 years, this man is surprised when the queen of hot breakfasts is wants to make him an omelet?)
So as I start breakfast . . . . .
Jon: Oh, I need to hustle, I have a 9:00 meeting.
OK, scratch the omelet and go for over easy . . . . but still, why the surprise at the offer? Hmmmm . . .
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