TIFU my wife's day with a single movement.

I kept the title vague for the dramatic storytelling flair. Also, obligated "this wasn't today."

So, my wife works in an office setting, and during the holidays, it can be especially stressful for her. It was a bad week in general, and I would come home from work and she would be consistently sad or anxious. I would always do whatever I could to help during the moment, but then that time of month came and made the week worse for her.

So, to surprise her, I went and searched for her favorite ice cream. It's an uncommon flavor and none of the nearby stores had it. I did manage to find a singular bin, and I brought it home.

Now, she was ecstatic that I could find any. She was thrilled. We went into the kitchen, she got a bowl. She was giggling and smiling more than she had for a week, and I was so happy. She got the ice cream, and opened it up. And this is where I made a mistake.

I don't know what possessed me. I don't think I'll ever know why I did it. Probably to make her laugh.

I lifted my hand, and quickly jabbed my finger directly into the perfectly smooth, unbroken top layer of ice cream.

She froze, I froze, and then she started sobbing. Like, shoulder shaking sobs. She dropped everything and started bawling. I couldn't get a word out her for 5 minutes, only tears. I felt horrible and consoled her as much as possible. She calmed down and was laughing about it afterwards, but I still felt horrible.

We both laugh about it to this day, but I'm not allowed near her ice cream.

TL;DR: I poked my wife's ice cream and it broke her.

Edit: It was in no way done with malicious intent. She still ate the ice cream, and the cry helped her decompress from the stress. I just didn't expect it to be the straw (or finger) that broke the camel's back. Also clarified some intent to make it easier for new readers.