SSM: So, how was the flight?
Me: Oh, good. Finished reading an awesome book. I'll tell you about it.
SSM: Alright. And did you eat something good on the flight.
Me: Well, thanks to you, I had to have upma and masala tea.
SSM: Thanks to me? What do you mean, thanks to me?
Me: I asked you to web check me in on seat no 6A!
SSM: So? It wasn't available! What has that got to do anything with you eating upma.
Me: If I was on 6A I would have eaten the grilled chicken with rosemary and caramelised onion sandwich, and a manchow soup.
SSM: So that got over by the time the tray reached you?
Me: No, they still had it!
SSM: So??? Okay, I know where this is going. This is not gonna make any sense. I know it. But tell me anyway.
Me: As a rule I only have the grilled chicken with rosemary and caramelised onion sandwich, and the manchow soup when I am on 6A. Any other seat and I will eat upma and drink masala chai.
Me: It is a rule. My rule. I live by that rule.
SSM: So even if you feel like not eating upma, you still will?
Me: Yes! That is what rules are for. You follow them.
Me: No wonder you are so undisciplined.
SSM: I am sorry we even had this conversation. Lets stop talking for a while.
Me: Okay. But next time remember... 6A.