My husband is crazy.

So D and I were finishing dinner when he announced that his PIN number from a certain bank came. This will enable him to use the ATM.

Suddenly, he said, "Mmm, paper."

"There was paper in your burrito?"

"Nope."

"You shouldn't eat paper!" I said. "That's called pica - the craving for non-food items."

"Well, I definitely don't crave it," he said.

"Then why did you eat it?" Then the pieces fell into place. "You ate the paper with your PIN number on it," I said. My husband is into security, but this was taking things a little too far.

"I didn't want ___ to find it," he said. ____ is the building porter who does occasionally pluck Maxim* out of the recycling bin. I guess D was afraid he was interested in PIN numbers as well.

*D wanted me to make it clear that:
a) The Maxim in the building-wide recycling bin is not his.
b) I saw him put the paper on his tongue and eat it.

Comments

This suzy said…
Please tell me it was just the bit of paper with the PIN on it, not the whole notice? I'd still find that weird, but tolerably weird. lol
Anonymous said…
So, someone actually does it! Hah.

I promise I'm not giving you a hard time, but you reminded me of a conversation I was having with some students yesterday regarding the term "ATM machine" (PIN = Personal Identification Number). I told them while I understand the grammatical problem, I probably say it the redundant way all the time.
Bearette said…
Suzy - it was just a tiny, tiny piece (his words). He tore it off of the notice.

Kitkat - you're right :) But I like writing "number" after it - otherwise, I get to thinking about a "pin" (the sewing kind).
Poppy said…
One word for D: Shredder.

:)
Bearette said…
I know, huh?
:)
Anonymous said…
What Poppy said- maybe you could invest in a shredder. Still, I admire D's commitment to information security. :)
judy in ky said…
I thought all husbands were crazy... I know mine is!
Roxanne said…
Ha! I always cut up my old credit cards and put half the pieces in the bathroom garbage and half in the kitchen garbage because they always go out at different times.
Bearette said…
I do that, too, so they'll end up in separate bags :)

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