Pandora’s Jerk

“What a rotten drive.” Epimetheus removed his sandal and shook the confetti out of it.
     “It’s okay,” said Pandora, rubbing her knee where it barked against the chariot’s door. “We’re home now, and look, Epi, we still have Zeus’ wedding gift. That didn’t break.” She showed him a jar and attempted to open it, but it was stuck fast.
     “Here," he gestured impatiently but after several attempts gave up. “Fuck it, I’ll open it later.”
     Pandora picked it up. This time she felt the seal give way. “Oh,” she told her husband, “you must have loosened it for me.”