Emily and I are having problems. We’ve been married for 20 years now, and this problem has festered beneath the surface for as long as we have been together. She thinks that she is right and I know I am right. I just don’t know that we can ever come to an agreement on this.
You see, she likes bananas when they are obscenely green. Truly, it is a crime against nature. I prefer bananas as God intended them…yellow with slight hints of brown. Although we have not yet sought out counseling for this problem, we may have come across a solution. I am not sure why it didn’t occur to us until this week, but Emily and I are planning to start buying two bunches of bananas at a time…one that she will (incorrectly) eat immediately, and one that I will let age (like fine wine) for a few days and then eat. We should be able to manage our troubles this way. It appears she will not open her eyes to what is good and right, so I think our best shot is to accommodate her imperfections as best we can!