…Shouldn’t drag their wives.
My husband and I went up to the observation deck of the CN Tower. Now, I’m afraid of heights, but I was okay on the ledge, looking out past a screen to the city below. In fact, it was very relaxing and the city was beautiful!
Inside, there is a glass floor that you can walk across. If you look down, you can see just how far 118 stories is. My legs were going to water just watching other people. It was a madhouse there. Everyone was laying on the glass floor, taking selfie pictures of themselves with the drop as backdrop. My husband shouldered his way onto the glass platform and goaded me to come out there, too. Finally, I couldn’t resist just *seeing* what it would be like and unpressed myself from the wall to sit on the edge of the glass. I was going to keep my legs on the stable floor ‘just in case.’ In fact, I didn’t even have to look down. I’d just take the picture and look later.
But then, my husband — who I vowed to love, honor, and trust — grabbed me under the arms and dragged me out to the middle of the floor where it was all glass.
I scrambled and screamed and clawed my way back to the solid floor. Then he had the nerve to say I should come back out because I didn’t get my picture taken. As if!
The glass floor supports the weight of 14 hippos. But I’m not testing that theory. Instead, I’m dreaming up my revenge… he’d better watch his step someplace else.
Any ideas how I can get even?
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OH MY GOODNESS ! I got dizzy just looking at your photo. Yes, vengeance is due.
I know, right? I think he’s getting nervous now that I put it in writing.
Still haven’t got back at my husband for tricking me into riding Space Mountain at Disney World 31 years ago – to think I married him after that!
So you know what I mean. 😉
I do and I wish I didn’t
AWESOME… and incredible..I love heights but I am not sure I would love that.. I can’t think of a payback worthy
I don’t love heights. They terrify me and he knows that. I think he’s running scared now. He knows I’ll get even someday.
Very cool… would love to hear how it ends..
That was mean of him….he deserves what is coming 🙂 I don’t have vertigo and I wouldn’t step on that floor either!
I’m still thinking. I will get revenge when he least expects it. 😉
I belieb you already got even. Belieb get it? Nuff said.
No. I don’t belieb I have gotten even. But I will someday. Trust me, Anon.
I refuse to stand on that glass floor no matter how many hippos they tell me it will hold! I also have a hard time watching my kids walk on it and I absolutely forbid them to jump up and down on it!!
I refuse to walk on that glass floor no matter how many hippos they say it holds! I also have trouble watching my kids walk on it and I absolutely forbid them from jumping up and down on it!!
Me, too!
I don’t like to think of myself as being afraid of heights but that glass floor is madness. It makes me want to throw up a little.
Ah. I think you may have inadvertently hit on a revenge strategy for me. Throwing up. That would freak my husband out for sure.
Maybe you should pay someone to throw up for you, since it’s so unpleasant to do. A stunt vomiter.
Oh my God. Can you imagine having to interview people for that job?? 😦 I’ll think of something else.