Expired Membership, Expired Marriage
I return home from my business trip that night.
The pharmacy I always go to calls to say that my membership card was used that afternoon, but the payment failed, and the account needs to be topped up.
I look over at my wife, Catherine Francis, who's focused on making dinner. I ask her what she bought.
She smiles and pulls out a box of supplements. "I've been staying up late working these past few days. My heart's been acting up a little, so I bought some heart supplements."
Seeing my expression go flat, she lets out a helpless sigh and takes a card out of her bag.
"I know you're particular about money. Since I accidentally used your membership card, I'll pay you back ten times. Okay?"
However, I don't take the card like I used to. I just look at her calmly and say, "Let's get a divorce."