I ask my husband make me a sandwich, but I'm very impatient.. What the fuck is taking so long?!  We see my husband angrily making my sandwich, and when he comes back with it, I'm NOT pleased. What the fuck is this? You gave me the BUTTS of the bread? And you didn't even spread out the pb&j! I'm not eating this YOU are. AND you're going to eat it off my SHOE! I slip of my wedge flip flops and start dipping my shoe into the sandwich and holding it up to footsietootsies to eat while I berate him for a job poorly done.