Pranked

I don't expect you, dear reader, to commit to memory all my little idiosyncrasies, but suffice it to say, I greatly enjoy the 'diner cup' style of coffee cup. I have a rather impressive collection I do not use from all the U.S. Navy ships I've been aboard, but rarely use them for drink. My most recent is a wonderful 14-ounce sized one emblazoned with U.S.S. Lexington across it from my month long trip photographing museum ships. The one before that is a sadly undersized 12-ounce Death Wish mug I ordered from their online store which I use the most. But before that, hailing back nearly 20-years with an impeccable glaze and logo which still looks brand new, is my favorite coffee cup of all, McDonald Bradley (attached).

There is some disagreement about when/how I actually came into possession of that cup. I believe it was somewhere around the turn of the millennium, given to me directly by Photogoot's (now ex) wife. He believes however, that he gave it to me much later, after having absconded with it in order to smash it at a later date. His recollection of events hold merit over mine because he accurately remembers the discussion surrounding my love of its diner cup shape. But this is immaterial to the present story.

I believe Photogoot has been divorced nearly 20 years now, give or take. So when he came for a visit, and we put him up in the B&B my wife crafted, I removed the coffee cups upstairs and replaced it with that one.

The first time he came downstairs to the kitchen where we were gathered, he gave me a quizzical look and asked, "Did you put my ex-wife's coffee cup next to the coffee maker on purpose?"

I couldn't hide my expression, or the subsequent laughter when I replied I was wondering how long it would take him to notice. Not long apparently. Not long at all.