No Scare Backs!

At the end of the day I like to relax on the couch and enjoy a light snack. I really love to chop off a hunk of cheddar cheese and enjoy the mild flavor melting in my mouth. This evening, like many other evenings, I prepared my command station in the living room then made my way to the kitchen.

I opened the fridge, retrieved the cheese block and cut off a 3/4 inch by 2 inch chunk. I then evenly sliced the chunk into symmetrical blocks. I placed the knife in the sink, the cheese block in the fridge and turned to make my way to "command central".

I just stepped to the doorway and placed a block of cheese in my mouth. The hallway was dark and my sense of taste was heightened due to the lack of my visual sensory. The first cheese block was perfect. My sense of hearing was also elevated due to the darkness. I was in the cheese zone when out of the darkness I heard a demonic voice say "Heeeeyyyy!"

Needless to say I nearly s@&t my pants and jumped a mile. I'm pretty sure my head hit the ceiling. Luckily I did not drop my cheese. My natural instinct caused me to reply with a demonic sounding "whaaaaatttt?" Apparently the demon that was stalking me was not expecting me to reply and especially not expecting me to be so close. 

I heard some startled rustling on the stairs followed by laughter. It turns out that the demonic voice was coming from my wife. In her attempt to quietly summons me from the steps her whisper came out quite raspy. She was also unaware that I was right at the bottom of the steps. She startled me and in return my reply startled her. I was obviously not as scared of her as she was of me because I did not drop to the ground in the fetal position like Jamie did.

From now on we will just stick to our signature whistles and clicks. Demonic whispers in the dark are not a good idea.