On Monday, my wife, Leanne, complete surprised me with an iPad. I had convinced her to go to the Apple store, so I could finally get a chance to at least try out the gadget I had been somewhat obsessed with for the past week or so. She made me promise not to buy one. I said that’d be fine, as I was planning on doing at least a few more weeks of research before really contemplating purchasing one because that’s how I think.
We arrived at the Apple store, and I beelined right toward the iPad display, selecting one in an empty corner so I wouldn’t be interrupted. My wife, who was carrying around our 11 month old son, Maddox, at the time, said she was going to take him for a walk to keep him occupied. I nodded absentmindedly, already completely engrossed with the iPad. At some point (I can’t say when as I honestly lost track of time) she stopped by and asked how it was going and that I should have at least a few more minutes before our son got fussy. I said a quick “Ok!” and she disappeared again.
