It is improbable that any of us can properly predict the results of our actions. Although our intentions appear to be noble, everything eventually goes wrong. Of course, we can try to make things right with the person or turn it into a comedy, but sometimes the conclusion is unavoidable. My hubby gave me shower gel for my birthday. I didn’t show it to him, but I was very irritated because we had no financial issues. I double-checked that his firm was doing well and that we had enough money in our bank account for him to purchase me at least a bouquet.
I looked attentively at the gel, and he knew how much I despised its aroma. I ended up crying and pouring the gel down the toilet. My spouse returned home elated, asking, “Did you find it?” It turned out that he had put the ring in the bottle cap. He wanted to surprise me. So he had to get it from the toilet himself.
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