Wife: "Would you cut some of that thin plywood for my plastic drawers? I've got a drawing of what I want"
Me: "Sure, if you come help"
"But I did a drawing..."
Me: "We both know I won't be able to read your drawing"
(move to garage, where the saw is)
Me: "How wide do you want the first piece?
Wife: "What do you mean wide?
Me: "What dimensions do you want the first piece cut?
Wife: "There are 4 dimensions....
Me: "There can't be 4 dimensions, that violates the laws of physics.
Wife: "There are too!
Me: "Um. Anyway...(I look at the drawing) You need a piece 6 inches by 15?
Wife: "No, that's the drawer.
(no further information....)
Me: "SO HOW DO YOU WANT ME TO CUT THE FIRST PIECE?
Wife: "Oh...Let me look at the drawing....Um....
Me: "And you thought I could read your drawing when you can't?
Wife: "Hush. OK, I need this one 4 inches wide by 12 inches deep
Me: "Just one?
(no further information)
Me: "....Well, how many?
Wife: "Oh! I need 4 of those.
Me: "Do you need any other 4 inch wide pieces?
/me (rips wood, removes rip fence set at 4 inches, cuts to length)
Ok, what next?
Wife: "I need some that are 4 inches by 6 1/2.
Me: "I thought you didn't need any more that were 4 inches wide?
Wife: "I don't...I need them 6 inches wide by 4 inches tall.
(Despite what it sounds like here, we were laughing hard enough through most of this that I had to delay turning the saw on)