MUF-173e
The day had been long, hot and frustrating. My boss had given me a hard time. The varios people I worked with had given me a hard time, and to top it off, I got a flat on the way home. I stalked into the house and flopped into an easy chair in a complet state of exhaustion. Not seeing anyone in my trip from the door to the chair, I shouted for my husband.
"Dennis--where the hell are you?"
"In the kitchen," came the reply.
"Fix me a long, cool, stiff drink and bring it in here mucho pronto!" I waited for the drink. And waited. Aftyer fifteen minutes, I shouted again.
"Where is that damned drink, Dennis?"
"I'm comming--just hold your horses!"
"What!"
