Refrigerator Stories: Got Milk?

A recently retired friend of mine met her husband when they were in high school. 

"Honey," she said to me.  "Don't expect it to ever change.  My husband still can't find his way around the refrigerator after forty five years."

"What do you mean?"  I asked.

"He'll open the refrigerator door and ask, 'Where's the milk?', and I tell him that it's right in front of him.  He'll say 'I can't find it.' so I tell him I guess we don't have any.  He'll then reply 'It's right here.  Why did you say we don't have any?' and I'll say why did you ask where it is in the first place?"

"Trust me," she sighed.  "It will never change."