Me: Did you take your lunch to work with you today?
Me: Did you notice anything strange about the fridge?
Him: No. What was strange?
Me: Oh, the half-gallon of ice cream sitting in the refrigerator, for example.
Him: I thought I put it back in the freezer.
Me: Were you drunk last night?
Him: No. And I don't know why I'm expected to notice that. It's not like I did a "Where's Waldo?" search of the fridge where I looked through to see what didn't belong. I grabbed my lunch and left.
Me: I didn't do a search. I opened the fridge and a big container of ice cream was sitting right in front of me. Are you sure you weren't drunk?