I tried to open a jar of olives.
Stuck.
“Here, you’ve got big muscles,” I said to him. “Can you open this?”
“Sure, givit here.”
“Wait…no…maybe I can …(grunt, twist)…”
I tried tapping the lid on the counter. Taptaptap.
Stuck
I ran it under hot water.
“Givit here”
“No… my hands are just slippery now….lemme get a towel… I wish I had that grippy thing. You know I use to have this rubber grippy thing…. I could get it if I had that grippy thing.”
Still stuck.
I hit the bottom with the heel of my hand. Again. Again.
Stuck.
Sigh.
Thrust.
“Here…”
Twist. Pop. Open.
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