I actually have had the beer thing happen a few times. Most recent was a case of really bad stuff that I would never touch... can't remember what it was.
Anyway, it always just seemed easy to take the case from my buddy, say thanks, and say "I have cold ones in the fridge. You wanna put these in too?" We grunt a little and do whatever it is that we want to do like watch TV. Then somehow they just don't get put in the fridge because he's probably lazy and I'm not interested.
So we drink the good stuff and eventually I throw out the crap. Or re-gift it to someone I don't like.
That's how I use male non-communication to my advantage.
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