I was enjoying a quick trip to the commissary without children (they were both in school)... I was in the home stretch when I cut down the frozen aisle to grab some veggies when I came to a stop due to a 'cart jam'. The lady in front of me was talking to her husband when her phone cut out... she looked at me and said, "I couldn't hear him... he blames me for everything..."
I couldn't resist saying something... so I said, "It's completely the opposite in our house... I just blame everything on my husband... World famine, political unrest, terrorism..." She laughed... and so did the guy working in the freezer!