Generosity with Matt

Is a bird in the pan worth a bite of ham?


Matt returns from a quick visit into Coles, opens the car door

Matt: I’ve got everything for dinner, AND, I got myself a little treat!

Bec: Yay! What’d you get darling?

Matt: I got some Rollo desserts. They were one for $2.55 or three for $5, so I got three – nom nom nom!

Bec: Nice! They’ll be delicious. Did you get me a little treat too?

Matt: Umm…

Bec: Umm?

Matt: Erm.

Bec: I’ll take that as a no then.

Matt: SURPRISE, of course I got you a treat!

Bec: Oh, you’re so sweet. Thank you darling, what did you get?

Matt: I got you, are you ready …. Nacho chips!

Bec: Aren’t we having nachos for dinner?

Matt: Yes

Bec: So nacho chips aren’t really a ‘treat’ then, are they.

Matt: Yes they are.

Bec: That’s like me saying the onion I bought for the spaghetti bolognaise last night is your treat.

Matt: I like onion.


Matt: I brought the washing in for you!

Bec: That’s very nice of you.

Matt: Yep, and it’s all folded and put away.

Bec: Oh darling, you didn’t have to do that.

Matt: I know you’re busy so I thought I’d help.

Bec: Thank you.

Bec goes into bedroom, notices all Matt’s clothes put away and hers still scattered on the bed.

Bec: So, when you said “It’s all folded and put away”, you actually meant all YOUR clothes were folded and put away, but mine are laying in a crumpled heap on the bed.

Matt: I guess so.

Bec: Well, thank you for at least bringing my clothes in. That was nice of you.

Matt: I know, right?


Matt: Darling I think we have a mouse problem again!

Bec: Oh no! Really? Did you see a mouse?

Matt: No, I didn’t see it, but we’ve got one. One of them has eaten a big chunk out of your pizza.

Bec: That does look an awful lot like you’ve taken a bite out of my pizza.

Matt: Nope.

Bec: I can actually see your teeth marks in it, and you’ve left the crust. Like you do.

Matt: It’s only a little bite. I just wanted to taste it.

Bec: It’s a ham and pineapple pizza.

Matt: I’ve never tasted ham and pineapple pizza before.

Bec: You take a bite of mine every time we get pizza.

Matt: Nope.

Bec: Even if that wasn’t true, which it is, you told me you worked at Dominos at uni, so I know you’ve tasted ham and pineapple pizza. In fact, I’m pretty sure your cooking blog has a ham and pineapple pizza recipe on it.

Matt: Maybe. Hey, look, I’ve replaced the piece I stole with a piece of chicken from my pizza. As you can see, it perfectly fits the gap, so there’s no net loss of pizza. In fact, you’ve come out ahead because you’ve effectively traded stupid dough for delicious chicken.

Bec: I didn’t want chicken, I wanted ham and pineapple, that’s why I ordered ham and pineapple.


Cooking and Cleaning

Bec: Darling, I think we need to talk.

Matt: Uh-oh. Is this about the wee on the floor?

Bec: No, what wee on the floor?

Matt: Nothing. What do you want to talk about?

Bec: What wee on the floor?

Matt: I was just going to say, it wasn’t me, it was Molly. We left the toilet door open and her newspaper was too damp so she went into the toilet and peed on the floor instead. It was right in front of the bowl. I didn’t want you blaming me.

Bec: Well why didn’t you clean it up?

Matt: I forgot.

Bec: Yes, well, on that, I want to talk about me doing more jobs around the house.

Matt: *cough*

Bec: What do you mean “*cough*”

Matt: Nothing. Is this a test? What’s the right answer?

Bec: There’s no right answer. I haven’t even told you what I’m talking about or asked you a question yet.

Matt: In that case, I think you do a perfect amount of jobs around the house. And I love you. And you’re very pretty.

Bec: It’s not a test. That’s not what I’m getting at.

Matt: It really does sound like a test. Like when you say, “Do you like this dress?”

Bec: It’s not a test.

Matt: Because you are very clean, and I do appreciate everything you do around the house. You’re a very good cleaner. You could be a professional cleaner if you wanted to, you’re that good.

Bec: No, look, what I was about to say is – you make a lot of mess every time you cook, and I actually end up resenting your cooking, because it means at least an hour and a half cleaning job for me the next morning. Which is the reason I often suggest pizza home delivery. Every night.

Matt: You don’t like my cooking?

Bec: No, I do like your cooking, I just don’t like the mess you make. Remember how you’re banned from cooking at your parents’ house?

Matt: They just don’t like it when I put chilli in things.

Bec: No, they just don’t like it when you put chilli in their carpet.

Matt: Why don’t you like my cooking?

Bec: I do like your cooking, even when you put vegetables in things. You’re getting very good at hiding them.

Matt: Did you like that beurre blanc sauce I made the other night? You couldn’t even see the carrots underneath it.

Bec: Yes, I did. Thank you. But that’s a good example of what I’m saying – you left the butter on the bench overnight and you burnt the pan a little bit. Only a little bit, it was very tasty, but it was really hard to clean up.

Matt: It wasn’t burnt, it just had colour. That’s what the French do. Like on Masterchef professionals the other night. Remember, with the blowtorch?

Bec: Yes, OK, ‘colour’. Look, darling, your cooking is lovely, but I’m just wondering if maybe we can swap jobs. So, instead of you doing all the cooking and me doing all the cleaning, maybe you could do the cooking, and you could clean the kitchen bench and sink, and I could do some other regular jobs instead of cleaning the kitchen.

Matt: I can think of a few regular ‘jobs’ you could do.

Bec: Thanks. Are you 15?

Matt: You don’t even know what I was referring to.

Bec: You said “jobs” in baritone, and pointed to your crotch. Anyway, how about you stick to the cleaning the kitchen. You’re used to that space, and I’ll do the bins, in addition to my regular cleaning.

Matt: OK, but I just want to make clear that I actually do other cleaning as well.

Matt and Carmen Electrolux

Bec: Darling, the only time you’ve seen the underside of a toilet seat is when you pee all over it, and the only time you’ve touched the vacuum cleaner is when you brought it inside, in its box, declaring that you had an “amazing present” for me. Oh, and the time you posed with it after we named it ‘Carmen Electrolux’.

Matt: OK, I’ll look after the kitchen.

Bec: Really? Deal?

Matt: Yes. Deal.

Bec: Oh thank you sweetheart. I can even do the grocery shopping if you like.

Matt: No, I’ll do that. Last time you did the shopping you got the wrong butter, the wrong fish and you got spring onions instead of shallots.

Bec: What do you mean the ‘wrong’ butter?

Matt: You have to get the butter with the Masterchef logo on it.

Bec: I see. Is it different is it?

Matt: Yes, it has a logo.

Bec: I see. Alright. So, what are we going to have for dinner tonight, as the first dinner of the new system?

Matt: Microwave popcorn. Do we have any paper plates?