miscommunication.

Scene: the hubs is returning from the craft store because i asked him to stop and pick up a few things for me on his way home from work.

Me: did you find everything ok?

Him: yeah. i think a gay guy checked me out.

Me: ooh yeah babe! cuz you're HOTT STUFFS! BAM!

Him: i meant like at the register.

Me: oh. well. i still think you're hott stuff...