A little over 2 years ago, my wife was pregnant with our daughter and things were going well. It was the summer season and I was at work. In my office, some of the people like to garden, but do not consume all of the vegetables they grow so they bring it in for whomever may want to take some. One day, someone had brought in a numerous amount zucchini and yellow squash. This was the day that I had made my wife break down and cry.
Alright, that was a little over dramatic, but I really did make my wife cry on accident. On my breaks I would text her how she was doing. During this time, I had gone into the break room and saw all of the vegetables. I left them and was going to grab some later. As I came back to see if there were any left, I had seen that there were only 2 giant yellow squashes left. I am talking about 20in (roughly 50.8cm) long squash that was about 6in to 7in (15.24cm to 17.78cm) in diameter. They were huge and nobody wanted them. This was my mistake…I took one.
It may not seem like a big deal to take 1 free yellow squash, but I was texting my wife at the time and I text her “I just got a giant yellow squash”. Little did I know that she had quickly and incorrectly read my message. She thought I sent her “I just got a giant yellow squishy”. Her little heart got all excited thinking that I had somehow gotten a giant stress ball plush thing that she could play with. She had asked me for a picture and I sent her one.
Right in the middle of working in a baby store is where she had a little breakdown from the disappointment of the big yellow squishy turning out to being a squash. Now I remind you that she was pregnant and her hormones were a little out of whack. Her coworkers thought she was nuts just crying in her department for no reason. I actually did not hear back from her for a while. Later as I got home, she still had some tears in her eyes as she actually saw the big yellow squash.
She had told me that I better go get her a yellow, squishy stress ball or she is going to squeeze me as hard as she can when she delivers our daughter. I kid you not, she was not lying because she latched onto my inner armpit and squeezed with no mercy during the delivery even though she had an epidural. Afterwards she kept asking for a yellow squishy and had become pregnant with my son. I remembered what had happened last time and decided to get her one. Instead of a soft one, I got her one filled with sand so she could not tear through it in a single squeeze.
Moral of my story is that you have to be careful when texting your pregnant wife/friend. They can be crazy if they read something wrong.
