Hubs’ hearing isn’t what it used to be. Although he keeps insisting that his ears are in perfect working order and that my voice is just too soft and I don’t speak loud and clearly enough. Well, other people have no problems hearing what I’m saying, but hey… I’m not going to argue.
So, when we came back from shopping and he parked the car on the driveway and I went to get the mail and found a leaflet that said in big letters ‘INVITATION FOR A FREE HEARING TEST!’, I did a cruel thing.
He was collecting stuff from the car and while he had his head buried in the trunk, I said, not particularly looking in his direction: “Hey, you’ve got an invitation for a free hearing test”.
I knew he wouldn’t hear me correctly.
His head appeared again (it sounds like it was detached from his body, but I assure you, it was still firmly attached) and he said: “What? What about earrings?”
I gestured ‘look at me’ and with exaggerated articulation said: “here, read this”, and held the leaflet up before his eyes. ‘INVITATION FOR A FREE HEARING TEST!’, the leaflet screamed at him.
“Huh?”, he said. “But I don’t need…”
Unfortunately I then burst out in laughter and spoiled the whole cunning plan by owning up that I had deliberately waited until I just knew he couldn’t hear what I said.
Now he’s still convinced that his ears are doing a perfect job.
Ah well…
I’ll just have to keep whispering in the other direction.
And no, the robin has nothing to do with this story. But I thought it was a nice photo.
Certainly if you take into consideration that I was holding the camera in one hand, while closing a gate with the other hand, with which hand I had to adjust the focus too and, for reasons too difficult to explain, I could only do that while balancing on one leg. On second thoughts: it’s not a nice photo. It’s a brilliant photo!
In that same vein, read this post of mine from last August.
ReplyDeleteI'll leave it up to you whether to show it to Hubs.
Hey, you missed a golden opportunity to say to him, "I said I want a pair of diamond earrings."
Tut tut, as if I'd take advantage. Actually, if I had asked for a pair of diamond earrings, he'd have probably called the doctor.
Delete(Not because he'd have misheard it, well he probably would have, but I'm definitely not a diamond earring type of woman.)
Same here, I'm afraid. I'm told it's entirely my fault because I mumble and don't sound my consonants. The fact that he's spent 40 years sitting in an orchestra pit surrounded by very loud instruments, not to mention singers on the stage, has nothing to do with it.
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, the other thing I get wrong is that I deliberately turn my head away when speaking to him.
Chuckling at your comment ;-)
DeleteLove the robin!!... and as a hearing impaired person, I can sympathize with him.. and you!
ReplyDeleteIt's a good thing that we write and read these blogposts ;-)
DeleteThe robin picture is definitely brilliant considering the circumstances you took it in.
ReplyDeleteAs for "deaf as a doornail" hubs. I've got the same going on here. If the TV gets any louder I fear for my hearing. I admit to not being able to hear as well as I used to but he's convinced I'm talking too low and mumbling under my breath. (Well, in truth, sometimes I am!)
Well, at least you're not alone in this... ;-)
DeleteLove the robin - very clever of you. I can barely balance on two feet . . .
ReplyDeleteMy husband suffers from selective hearing. That and the fact that he occupies a different planet to me makes conversation often difficult, sometimes impossible, but life is interesting.
Gosh, I'm thinking we should start some kind of discussion group for 'women with man who don't hear them'.
DeleteBut if we'd believe our other halves, we probably wouldn't hear each other, so no point in starting a talking group ;-)
Hubby and I both unfortunately spent the majority of our younger years at very loud rock concerts, so neither one of us can hear. We have the most disjointed conversations imaginable. AND I agree - brilliant photo.
ReplyDeleteThat must be fun ;-) And thank you ;-)
Deletei have had conversations when the stuff i am getting back in comments and answers have no relationship to my conversation<><>,.they really aren't disjointed as is pams but i have been doing it so long it seems very normal and twice as much information is covered and and everyone says exactly what is on there mind
ReplyDeleteUhm... yes. I do believe I understand what you're saying and you're right ;-)
DeleteHe doesn't go 'eh, eh, eh' all the time does he? I had a colleague who did that and it drove all of us up the wall. Then he got a hearing aid and for about a week, he did it a lot less. Before he was back at his usual 'Eh?' Perhaps he was a closet Canadian?
ReplyDeletemara, do you know that my dad said eh to me my whole life when i would ask him a question, eh????
ReplyDeleteand i thought it was the english in him and no canadian blood
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