Tricked You!

Peter has always been a tricker. On many occasions he has successfully confused/annoyed or completely baffled me.

When we were in NZ one night I was trying to get him to see this thing I was pointing at. It was pitch black, and we were in bed. So he told me he couldn't see it.

I spent AGES trying to figure that one out. I know that my eyes adjust to the darkness, and I can make out the outlines of furniture or things in the room. Apparently didn't happen for him. I held my hand about 30cm away from his face, and asked if he could see my hand. He told me he couldn't, so I thought he was blind in the dark.

This went on until a few months ago where I asked him to get something and we got talking about seeing in the dark. He told me he could actually see, and he was just tricking me. This delusion went on for about oh… SIX MONTHS!

He did it again to me the other day. My train stopped due to "signal failure" and I ended up being an hour late. Usually I will send a txt message (SMS here) to Peter when to pick me up (when I am a few stops from home). On this occasion I txt him to ask him if he would be able to pick me up. I hadn't planned to be picked up, so I thought it would be nicer to ask before just telling him when to leave.

He said he would pick me up, but didn't know how late the train was. He assumed I was ready when I sent the message, so he came to get me. I txt him when I am nearly there to say "can you come and pick me up now?" and he send a message back "I came when you txt me. I was waiting for ages, and now I am back home!"

Of course I was starting to get annoyed. I thought out my argument in my head, and txt back that I had just asked him if he would pick me up. NOT to come and get me. I called him when I was at the station, and I ended up being so frustrated and annoyed with him.

We had a disagreement, and I nearly nearly picked a fight about it. He maintained that he was at home, and that he had waited for me for ages. I asked him if he could come back and get me, and he told me that tea was cooking so he couldn't leave. I hung up on him, like any classy chick would.

When I got around the corner to my bike locker, I did a double take. Our car was sitting there… Peter jumps out, gives me a kiss and told me that he tricked me. Of course I couldn't be angry at him, he had sat there for over half an hour waiting for me.

I really don't know what to make of these situations. These days I can pick when he is tricking, or pulling my leg. But that one really blew me. I had no idea at all!