So, the other day during one of our day trips Monte and I stopped for lunch at a roadside restaurant. After we finished eating we got back in the car and on down the road we went.
About 40 minutes later I needed to look at a map and realized that I had left my glasses at the restaurant. You can imagine how happy Monte was when I told him we had to go back. All the way back Monte was the classic grouchy old man. He fussed, fumed, complained and huffed and puffed. He did eventually shut up but the scowl and glares were enough to freeze the rain that was hitting the windshield.
We finally got back to the restaurant and as I got out of the car and was hurrying inside I heard Monte yell at me “While you are in there you might as well get my hat and the credit card.”