He, sat at the table mumbling to himself about internet security protocols, non-conforming websites, deadlines, and the prices one pays for inefficient software.
She scrunched under her desk tangled in a multitude of wires trying to hook up her brand new computer, the cable modem, telephone, lamp and five hundred fifty-seven other wires. His growled and grumbled exasperating her frustration. Finally, she took a deep breath, poked her head out from under the desk and said, “Listen, we can’t both be grumpy at the same time, and right now it’s my turn. Alright?”
He looked at her in surprise and a little smile quirked his lips.
She said, “House rule — one grumpy person at a time. You get to be grumpy most of the time, and usually I’m okay with that, but I really need to be grumpy for the next few minutes. Got it?”
He shook his head, still grinning and said, “All right, but you’d better hurry up!”
And then they both laughed and the grumpy was gone.