In response to the sassy new message board, the ousted drugstore.com freebie tries to play a sympathy card.

...because I had just finished thinking that I had the rare pleasure of eating my Jell-O without Miles squawking, "Hello?—Eat Jell-O!" yesterday afternoon with him at work when he called my cell to say, "I'm home and about to come into the house, just so you don't get spooked."

My husband cared enough to call me, knowing my tendency toward startlement...and all I could think was, "Dagnabit! Foiled again!"