My wife is a wacky, wacky woman.
We've got this office Christmas party planned for this week at work. I called my wife today and told her about it.
"I need to get a gift," I said. "Our limit is $10."
"OK. I'll pick something up for you," she replied.
"Why don't I just go buy something?"
"Because you suck."
Yeah. You read that right. Mean!
However, she explained what she meant. Bear in mind that my idea for a gift was to frame a photo of a former coworker who "retired" last year and throw it in the gift pile. Last year I got lazy and brought in a six pack of Woodchuck Cider (I think I just left it in that black, plastic bag the liquor store put it in and stuck it under the Christmas tree -- can't remember).
My wife, then, said she would buy an "office appropriate" gift because most of the ones I've purchased in the past have been horrible, inappropriate or downright mean. This year she's assumed responsibility for sending me off to work with a gift that (I suppose) doesn't suck.
Perhaps this is why she makes sure to drop hints about Christmas presents she'd like throughout the year.