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)
Good post! It is heartwarming how well you get along with the spouse.ReplyDelete
At least you didn't hear "If you loved me you'd KNOW how to cut them!"ReplyDelete