Me: Turn on the fire thingy
The Woman: What are you doing over there?
Me: Turn on the fire thingy!
The Woman: Oh! Are you cold?
The Woman: I can't light a fire right now. I have to clean it first.
Me: Well...clean it.
The Woman: I turned up the furnace.
Me: Fire! Now!
The Woman: Poor baby...Maybe tomorrow.
You know the oddest part of this whole thing? She understood what I wanted. Granted, she didn't get off her large bee-hind to clean out the fire thingy so that we could have a fire tonight, but she knew what I wanted!
The Apocalypse is upon us, isn't it?