A wife was making a breakfast of fried eggs for her husband. Suddenly her husband burst into the kitchen.
“Careful … CAREFUL!” he yelled. “Put in some more butter! Oh my GOD! You’re cooking too many at once.TOO MANY! Turn them! TURN THEM NOW! They need more butter. Oh my GOD! WHERE are we going to get MORE BUTTER? They’re going to STICK! Careful … CAREFUL! I said be CAREFUL! You NEVER listen to me when you’re cooking! Never! Turn them! Hurry up! Are you CRAZY? Have you LOST your mind? Don’t forget to salt them. You know you always forget to salt them. Use the salt. USE THE SALT! THE SALT!”
The wife stared at him. “What the hell is wrong with you?” she said. “You think I don’t know how to fry a couple of eggs after all these years?”
The husband calmly replied, “I just wanted to show you what it feels like when I’m driving with you in the car.”