One afternoon Max comes home from work to find total mayhem. His two young children are in the front garden, soaking wet and playing with the garden hose. There is food all over the lawn, garbage spilled everywhere and some of their plants have been pulled up and are lying on the path. The front door to their house is wide open and there’s no sign of their dog.
As Max enters his house, he finds an even bigger mess. The table is lying on its side, all the vases have been knocked over and wet flowers are on the floor, the armchair cushions are lying where they were thrown and one of the children has been sick over the carpet. The bathrooms are a mess and the children’s room is strewn inches deep with toys and various items of clothing.
Max goes into the kitchen and finds the sink full of unwashed dishes from the morning’s breakfast, none of the food has been cleared up, the fridge door is wide open and there’s dog food on the floor. He’s quite worried by now and heads up the stairs to look for his wife Fay. He has to step over yet more toys and piles of clothes. He’s worried Fay might be ill, or even worse. In the bedroom he finds Fay. She’s curled up in bed, still in her pajamas and reading a book. She smiles at him and says, “How did your day go, darling?” Max looks at her bewildered and asks, “What happened here today, Fay?” She again smiles, “You know every day when you come home from work, you ask me what in the world did I do today?” “Yes,” he replies. “Well,” says Fay, “today I didn’t do it.”
