He says I'm a Brat. He may be right.
Scene: Mid-day in my office. I call Aaron to tell him the good news.
Me: Hey. We just got an email from the governor. She says we have to have pizza for dinner tonight.
Him: Um, what?
Me: Well, because it's so hot we have to work on conserving enery, so we shouldn't use things like the stove which will both use energy and heat up the apartment to make the air conditioner use more energy. So we can't use it. So we have to order pizza for dinner. I'm thinking pepperoni and mushroom.
Him: So the governor didn't really say we had to order pizza in particular. Just that we shouldn't use our stove.
Me: Right. But you ate all the lettuce we had left in a salad for lunch, so we don't have anything to eat that doesn't have to be heated up.
Him: Fine. Pizza it is.
Me: Oh, and you know how I'm supposed to wash the towels tonight? I can't do that either.
Him: The governor?
Me: Yep. The dryer does the same thing as the stove. Heats up and uses lots of energy.
Him: Do we have to pay such close attention to what she says?
Him: You'll say pretty much anything to be lazy and eat pizza won't you.
Me: Absolutely. It's just that today I have a pretty good excuse.