Why I Win At Arguing
I'm trying to convince my sister and her boyfriend that we need to pick this beach house that is in a less than ideal location. Because it has an elevator. That's pretty much the main reason I want the house. This is how I picture it going:
Me: Look at this house. It is awesome. It has an elevator.
Them: No way. It's not on the ocean.
Me: Elevator.
Them: We can't walk to the beach.
Me: ELEVATOR.
Them: It's on the Sound. The Sound is full of man-eating squid.
Me: ELEVATOR!
Them: Sound sharks will disembowel you and toxic waste will destroy your flesh.
Me: ELEVATOOOOOOOOOR!!!
Them: Good Lord. Shut up. Fine. This is the worst location ever, though. Probably our vacation is ruined.
Me: I knew you'd see it my way.
I win.
Me: Look at this house. It is awesome. It has an elevator.
Them: No way. It's not on the ocean.
Me: Elevator.
Them: We can't walk to the beach.
Me: ELEVATOR.
Them: It's on the Sound. The Sound is full of man-eating squid.
Me: ELEVATOR!
Them: Sound sharks will disembowel you and toxic waste will destroy your flesh.
Me: ELEVATOOOOOOOOOR!!!
Them: Good Lord. Shut up. Fine. This is the worst location ever, though. Probably our vacation is ruined.
Me: I knew you'd see it my way.
I win.
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