A man walks into his house after a long day of work.
Exhausted, he sinks into his favourite arm chair, puts up his footrest, turns on the TV. He turns his head to his wife and says, “Honey, please get me a hard drink, I think it’s about to start.”
The wife rolls her eyes, heads to the kitchen, takes out a beer from the fridge, and brings it to her husband.
“Honey,” says the man only a moment later. “Please get me another one quickly before it starts.”
The wife lets out a loud scoff and yells, “And what’s wrong with you? Do I look like your personal waiter?! You just plop yourself down on your chair and expect me to be at your beck and call! Is that all I’m good for?! I’ve been slaving at home all day and this is how you treat me! How dare you…”
The husband sighs and mutters under his breath, “Too late, it’s started.”