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27/F/Warwick, Massachusetts
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My husband, Mario does not use ice cubes. In fact, he loathes them. He will drink his water at room temperature thank you very much, while I will let the tap run while I go get groceries. So he never uses ice. Yet one of his pet peeves is an ice cube tray that is not full at all times.
When I first met him, this was cute. Now, after marriage, it has become difficult to adhere to. When I use an ice cube to fix myself a drink or cool off my piping soup, I do not think it is necessary to refill the one empty hole in the tray. After all, we have two trays in the freezer and what is the point if I am always using the same cube? If I run out of ice, whom will it hurt? Not Mario. He hates ice. Nevertheless, if I am caught in the act, there is hell to pay.
He actually checks regularly, as a cop sits on the side of the road checking for speeders.
“How hard is it to fill the tray back up?” he’ll ask in trepidation when he finds me in violation of his ice decree. “What if we have company and they want ice?”
What company? We live in the middle of nowhere. We’re hermits. All four of the friends we do have display the courtesy of calling in advance. Moreover, even if they call the moment they leave their homes, we still have days before they’ll reach us. I could freeze army supply storerooms of ice before we see them.
Saying this will get me nowhere fast. He will only roll his eyes and repeat his speech on etiquette. He’s an old-fashioned kind of guy (one of the things I love about him) who believes that we should always keep our home ready for entertaining.
Instead, I will take this opportunity to plead for the umpteenth time for a refrigerator that has an ice machine on the door. This also gets me nowhere. We’ll be remodeling our kitchen “soon” so I’ll get it then. What’s the rush? I have been hearing this for over a year now, and I am beginning to think that his use of the word ‘soon’ is similar to my grandmothers’ use of the word ‘maybe.’ In other words, I shouldn’t hold my breath.
So I’ll bite my tongue and fill the lonely cube. Now I’ll be forced to take ice from the second tray to give the first one time to freeze.
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The Ice Police
