Today’s breaking news: my husband was wrong. Again. And I have AI, the internet, and a foam container to prove it.

Let me rewind for a second. We were having a perfectly lovely lunch date on Memorial Day, savoring our food and deliberately saving about half of it for later – because in just a few hours, we had a date with Tom Cruise and a bucket of popcorn.

But then came the container. You know the one – white styrofoam, hinges, looks like a clamshell… those little tabs that snap into place like a low-tech bear trap. As always, we hit our usual impasse: which side is the top? The side with the logo? The side with the tabs?

My hubby has given me different answers at different times. One day the logo goes on top, the next it’s on the bottom. He seems way more concerned about logo placement than the actual function of the container. I, on the other hand, vote for the tabs on top – because, you know, logic. It just makes more sense. But honestly…I’m starting to think he just defaults to the opposite of whatever I say, purely out of principle.

This is our version of the Cold War – no nukes like in the Mission Impossible movie, just passive- aggressive food handling.

So, I did what any rational wife would do: I did research to prove him wrong. I fired up AI to back me up. Elon Musk’s Grok on X said the top is where the tabs are. Google agreed. Even OnTime Supplies, an office products retailer, declared: Top = tab. Bottom = slot.

(For those following along at home, that makes the side with the ridges – the part you flip down and snap into place – the top.)

I also dug into Wikipedia like it was a buffet. They showed one rogue photo where the tab was inexplicably on the bottom for some rice and Chinese food. But in their description of a clamshell container, they conceded that, “the lid of the container fits through slots on the bottom half to lock it.”

Bam. Case closed. Victory for me and my reheated cuisine.

Sure, we could’ve just packed away the leftovers and avoided the marital courtroom drama. But where’s the fun in that? This wasn’t just about the box. It was about being right. And thanks to AI, I now have proof that’s even documented on YouTube.

So for today, to recap: Wife: 1, husband: zero. Zilch. Nada. Nil. A big goose egg for mankind.