The exchange went something like this:
Me: "I need an iced tea spoon."
He: "Okay," as he walked around the island from the drawer two side and opened drawer one.
Me: "No, I need an iced tea spoon."
He: "Oh-kay," as he grabbed a spoon from drawer one.
Me: "No, I need an iced tea spoon," as I impatiently headed towards drawer two to get it myself.
He: "You want a nicer teaspoon?" as he returned the spoon to drawer one and headed back to drawer two.
Me: "No, I want an iced tea spoon."
He: "What was wrong with the two-dimensional spoon?"
Me: "I need an iced tea spoon!"
He: "Just how nice of a spoon do you want?" sounding puzzled as he reached for a teaspoon from drawer two.
Me: "I told you, I need an iced tea spoon!" My voice got louder as I shook the iced tea spoon I had grabbed from drawer two in front of his face.
He: "Oh, you wanted an iced tea spoon?"
Me: "That's what I've been telling you!"
He: "I thought you said you wanted a nice teaspoon!"
Me: "I just need a nice iced tea spoon."
About that time, we both realized the communication problem we were having and burst out laughing. He was positive I was asking for "a nice teaspoon." I couldn't figure out why he wouldn't just hand me "an iced tea spoon" since he had been standing next to drawer two in the first place. Why he chose a two-dimensional teaspoon from the opposite drawer I'm still not sure, but that's a confusing argument for another day.
I hope you're laughing, too, but maybe you had to be there. After it was over, we thought the conversation was hilarious and will surely tell and re-tell this family story until our memories fade. Hopefully our memories don't get any worse than our hearing.