Friday, June 6, 2025

A Slip Of The Lip, Or A True Confession?

Farmer H said he would be gone all day on Wednesday, to Illinois to buy merchandise for his SUS2.5 (Storage Unit Store 2.5). That he would be eating lunch there around 2:00 at his favorite restaurant, so wouldn't need any supper. Well. You know how THAT goes. Farmer H was home by 4:00, and said he would find something to eat for himself.

I DID ask Farmer H later if he had eaten lunch, and he said, "No." When I asked why not, he suddenly remembered that he DID have lunch, at a Chinese buffet. Such a selective memory, until interrogated...

Anyhoo... I was just leaving for town, and told Farmer H that there were hot dogs in FRIG II if he wanted them for supper. He said that yeah, he would have a hot dog later. Let the record show that he usually eats supper around 6:00 or 6:30.

I was home from town by 5:00. Getting a snack to have with my Shasta Zero Sugar and lemon. I offered some to Farmer H.

"I'm slicing some of your Oberle Cheese that is six months old now. I can get some for you if you want."

Heh, heh. Gracious Mrs. HM, offering to cut the cheese for Farmer H!

"No. That's okay. I ate while you were gone."

Well. That is curious. He ate at a Chinese buffet around 2:00, but needed two hot dogs and chips for supper between 4:00 and 5:00. Farmer H is unpredictable.

Anyhoo... on Thursday, Farmer H was having hot dogs again, because he said he didn't want me to get him a big salad from Country Mart. He got home late, around 6:30, and put his hot dogs in the microwave. While he was getting chips, I heard those hot dogs sizzling and popping.

"I don't think hot dogs should sound like that!"

"They're fine, HM. I'm cooking them just like I did yesterday while you were gone. For an hour and 15 minutes. Um--"

"THAT explains it!"

"No. I meant to say for a minute and 15 seconds."

"I really wouldn't be surprised if you actually cooked them for an hour and 15 minutes."

Farmer H acted like it was a joke. I suppose he just misspoke. I was only gone for an hour that day, so I guess the evidence points to a slip of the tongue.

2 comments:

River said...

An hour and fifteen minutes?? I'm glad that was a slip of the tongue because those hotdogs would be inedible.

Hillbilly Mom said...

River,
I know you're not a Seinfeld fan, but it reminds me of when the gang went to an old movie theater, and Kramer ate the hot dog that looked like it had been turning on that rotisserie for years.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VPqESCGR0CA
YouTube 1:06

Kramer's friend had just gotten out of a mental institution, and Kramer was trying to avoid all mentions of anything being "crazy."