I Find it Interesting

The Boy and I grilled burgers the other evening.

Correction: The Boy grilled burgers; I prepared the rest of the meal.

Anyway, we like to have our burgers on toasted buns. But I didn't really feel like eating a bun, so I toasted just one for The Boy.

When he called for the buns after grilling, I gave him the one bun and explained that I didn't feel like having my burger on a bun.

A few minutes later, he returned inside with two burgers stacked on one bun.

Him: I'm having a double meat burger and I guess you're having nothing.

Me: What do you mean?

Him: Well, you only gave me one bun.

Me: I told you that I didn't want a bun. I just wanted the burger. You never listen to me.

A few minutes later, The Boy said: You aren't using napkins, are you?

Me: Well, I hadn't thought one way or the other about napkins. But yes, I'll probably use a napkin. I don't like sauce on my fingers or face.

** Silence **

Him: I find it interesting that you accused me of not listening to you, but when I asked you if you were on Atkins, you went on and on about napkins.