that's what you get.

upon making myself a grilled cheese sandwhich, i went to the refrigerator intending to retrieve some complementary ranch dressing for my sandwhich, but after the actual action of opening the refrigerator door, i completely forgot what i was looking for. so i stood there gazing at the various chilled items and pondered out loud, "what am i looking for?"

at which point my father walked into the kitchen and jokingly said, "i don't know. but you're just standing there looking at the refrigerator, like in life. just standing there.. looking." he was definitely kidding, and i'm not even sure if he knows, but it's definitely kind of true.