The shelves are almost full, the stockers working furiously.
Me: No big! I’m good.
TMIL: (gets up from the table) Babe, I gotta talk to you. I really cannot get distracted. And your tone startled me! Why would you be upset at this time of the morning?? Please, I’m almost at the deadline, I’m really making headway and…What? Where are you going?
Me: Listen to me. Let me tell the story from my perspective.
TMIL: What perspective? I know exactly how this went down.
Me: Seriously. Freaking asparagus. I guess I needed to celebrate asparagus.