A Two Act Play

Act One

The setting: A typical suburban kitchen/dining room.  The wife is working away at the computer with a small baby beside her, bouncing in an exersaucer.  The husband is sorting out pieces in an attempt to build a new desk.

WIFE:  Yay!  My new Glee CD is burned!  Now I just have to figure out how to eject it from this computer.

HUSBAND (showing no emotion):  Yipee.  I can hardly wait to listen to that shit at an ear-splitting volume on the stereo.

WIFE:  Oh, this isn't going into the stereo.  It's going into the van and I would like to point out that at no time shall it be removed from the CD player.

HUSBAND:  Good luck with it even making it out there.

Act Two

The setting: The same kitchen, only two minutes later.  The wife is still at the computer, baby still in the exersaucer and husband is still sorting out the desk pieces

HUSBAND: Know how I know I'm a union man?

WIFE: How?

HUSBAND: 'Cuz it's time for my break already.

WIFE: Nice.

Wife slides the exersaucer into the husband's view as she turns to go downstairs

HUSBAND: Where are you going?

WIFE: Downstairs to change the laundry.

HUSBAND: Why did you slide Katelyn into the kitchen?  The exersaucer is in my way.

WIFE: Someone needs to criticize your work and point out what you're doing wrong so it may as well be her.

HUSBAND: Nice.