“I’m just so glad it was you who let the dogs out,” my husband said as we searched frantically for our run-away puppies. “If it had been me, I’d never hear the end of it!” Oh, how right he was; and may I just say – truer words have yet to be spoken.
My parents bought my younger sister a car for high school graduation. When I graduated, I received half of a ten speed bike. Yes, I had to pay for the other half. They have never heard the end of it.
Once, I forgot to put bananas in the banana cream pies. The subject of pies cannot be brought up without every family member reminding me of the banana-less, banana cream pies I made as they drove me crazy one Thanksgiving Holiday. I will never hear the end of it.
Another time, I spoke in whale after a few glasses of wine. My kids have since requested whale talk from their mother every inappropriate chance they get. It’s guaranteed; I will never hear the end of it.
“If I have to rescue you one more time,” my neighbor complained, “I swear you will never hear the end of it.” We understood. It isn’t his fault the gas gauge on our boat no longer works and we always think the empty tank is full.
“Don’t throw that ball in the house! You break anything and I’m not kidding, you will never hear the end of it!”
“You be careful with my new car. Anything happens to it and I promise young man, you will never hear the end of it!”
“You screw up this opportunity; you will never hear the end of it.”
“If I’m late one more time, I’ll never hear the end of it.”
The list goes on and on for a life time. And unfortunately, we will never hear the end of it!