Scenes from a marriage:
D: I'm going to take some nyquil and go to bed.
Me: Measure out the proper dose, don't just take a swig out of the bottle.
D: How did you...
Me: ... know you did that? Yeah. Don't swig it!
D: But I'd have to find the dose cup thing.
Me: ...
Him: ...
Me: Dooooon't...
Him: Fine.
Me: Promise me.
Him: Fine, I promise...
Me: ...I won't...
Him: I won't swig it. [Walks away giggling]
Aaaand scene.
Every damned time. And he wonders why he's either too groggy in the morning or it doesn't work through the night...