Larry needs new glasses
November 4, 2007 by Yukoner
Larry came over today at his usual time for a cup of coffee. I had the pot sitting on the Blaze King wood stove to keep it warm. Larry and I are about 15 years apart but it feels like we’re brother and sister. Even his wife doesn’t care if Larry comes over to my place and shoots the breeze for a few hours. She’s probably glad to get him out of the cabin.
Back to this morning. I was busy canning herbs from the summer’s greenhouse harvest so Larry volunteered to pour our coffee. He knows I like milk. Without asking, he reached in the fridge and poured some in my cup. When we sat down together I took a big swallow from my mug. It tasted funny. I asked him, “Larry, which milk did you use?”
“The stuff in the bottle,” he told me.
I took the bottle out of the fridge. It was clearly marked with a pink label. “This? Did you use this in my coffee?”
Larry got defensive. “What’s wrong with it?”
“It’s Pepto-Bismol, Larry, not milk.”
