The Key To My Sanity

No, not Jack Nicholson, but good guess, you.

"HONEY?"

"What?"

"HONEY?"

"Yes?"

"WHERE ARE THE HEADPHONES?"

"The head-what?"

"THE NOISE-CANCELLING HEADPHONES?!"

"Why?"

"I NEED TO CANCEL SOME NOISE. RIGHT. NOW. WHERE. ARE. THEY?!!!!"

"Hang on, they're in one of these 89 boxes."

"HOW MANY?!"

"Never mind."

"YOU KNOW I CAN'T HEAR YOU WHEN THE SCRAPER MACHINE'S RUNNING!"

"Huh?"

"THE MACHINE THAT SCRAPES THE LAST REMNANTS OF MY SANITY OFF THE BAMBOO FLOOR."

"Calm down. Here they are."

"OH, THANK GOD. THANK GOD IN HEAVEN."

"Why are you yelling?"

"SOMEONE HAS TO. HOUSE POLICY."