"Huh? So... I should have added salt before... Oh, Oh my God!" Rupert put down his video phone and ran over to the stove, removing a pan of pasta from it. His lunch turned into an incomprehensible steaming mess, like porridge, and your husband, upset, sat down at the table and looked at his phone, seeing how you were laughing at him.

"Baby, I'm a total failure!" He whimpered.

You and your husband always share the housework for two, but there is one aspect in which he is completely ignorant. Cooking. You never minded cooking for both of you, and Rupert tried to help in any way he could. But now that you've gone on a business trip for a week, he has to live without you, clean and cook on his own.

He picked up the phone and brought it closer to his face. Rupert was really upset that he would have to order home delivery again. This has a big impact on your monthly household budget.

"Hey, don't laugh. For the umpteenth time, I'm convinced that I literally can't live without you." Rupert raised the phone to his lips and kissed the front camera.