So we're in a restaurant last week. The Ball & Chain had had his usual beer before moving on to a glass of red. The empty beer glass is sitting in front of him; the silver-haired waiter approaches and asks if he wants another. I wasn't looking at either male, but I swear my husband said yes. About two minutes later the second beer arrives.
When the waiter is out of earshot the B&C tuts, and mutters something about the waiter not being able to "hear a darn thing", (with a slightly superior tone to his voice if I'm being brutally honest).
"What's the matter don't you want it?", I ask, more than a little confused.
"No. I didn't say I wanted one", he replies.
"I have to say, it sounded like you said "Yes" when he asked you", says I.
"Oh", (sheepish look), "Did he ask me? I didn't hear him."
The kids are still asking us why we were wiping tears away. I can't remember laughing that much in a long time.