Can you feel the love...

This morning, while getting ready for work, the following conversation transpired between my husband & I:

Me: Are you taking the car today?

Him: * from inside the shower* No.

Me: But don't you have a site visit?

Him: *exhaling loudly* NO.

Me: But I thought you had a site meeting every other Wednesday?

Him: *exhaling even more loudly & annoyedly, if that is a word* If you paid any attention to me, you would know that it's next Wednesday, not this Wednesday.

Me: *ripping the shower curtain back and staring at him* THERE. I'm fucking paying attention to you NOW. Can you see? Huh? Can you SEE that I'm paying attention to you?!!!

Him: *sighing* If you paid any attention to me, you would know that I have soap in my eyes.

Me: *growling, and returning to my "getting ready for work" chores, and eventually forgetting about his previous utterance* Did I tell you that I sat next to a guy on the plane yesterday who was both a farter AND a whistler?

Him: *silently continues showering*

Me: WELL?!!

Him: If you paid any attention to me, you would know that I'm not paying any attention.