Tuesday, 19 August 2008

"If you're sixteen, I'll eat my pants!"

Sister: Well, I'm sorry, but I have to run the company while Pat's on his "honeymoon".
Me: Don't act like you're sorry when you're not. It's annoying.
Sister: Excuse me?
Me: You heard me.
Sister: For your information, I am sorry!
Me: No, you're not. You said, "I'm sorry, but..." That's not an apology. That's an apologia.
Sister: You're an apologia.
Me: ...

Seriously. How can I respond to this kind of a comment? There is no rational response to this type of argument. (P.S. Despite all appearances to the contrary, my sister is, in fact, eighteen).

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