My husband told me to check all my bags. Wala Talaga! Hay bakit ba ang burara ko.
Even if it got me worried, I told S to just get it the next day. But very typical of S, he wanted to fix the problem right away.
Grumpily, he drove back to Binondo (from Makati).
When he got to Binondo, he checked the car, the office, the room...nothing.
This time I looked for the keys in the living room (Makati) and found them tucked inside one of my vases. Ooopps. So he drove all the way there only to find out that the keys were just here the whole time.
I knew that he would be sighing a lot when he comes back. Experience taught me that he would launch into another series of sermons.
I stopped talking to Ria and Maribel. I called Mcdo and placed an order. I got his favorites: CHEESEBURGER, TWISTER FRIES, SPAGHETTI AND SPRITE.
When he got home, the delivery arrived just in time. He wasn't ecstatic but seeing the MCDO paper bag certaintly pacified him.
By time he was done eating his cheese burger and twister fries, he was smiling again.
Wives, if you eff up....call MCDO.
Hotline Number 8-6236