After work, I dropped by Home Depot and grabbed some supplies. Got three lightbulbs, a door knob and a kitchen faucet. It totalled just over one hundred dollars.
The jammed backdoor opens beautifully now. The bathroom is lit again. It takes 9G halogen.
The sink wasn't so wonderful. After struggling, crunched up, under the soppy, mildewy sink, I ended up having to saw off the faucet. My saw wouldn't fit, so I used a bare hacksaw blade.
And then I remembered!
I remembered my plumbing days. Flashback! All the sudden, programming had a whole new meaning. It pays for door knobs, leaky faucets, food, toilet paper, running water, electricity...
But wait! That's not good enough! Mars! International Space Station! Life on distant planets! Stars! Back to the moon!
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If I only had a brain....I wouldn't be a plumber!
If I only had a brain...I'd be a Spoonbill!
Oh but that wasn't a slam on Spoonbills...that was a compliment
That wasn't a slam on plumbers. A weldor once told me that. And when Kim and I were first married I spent a couple years with a math degree and couldn't find a job that required a math degree.
I remember one ad, "I think there was only one qualification: need math skills." It was a job on a keypad entering data. They wouldn't hire me because I had no experience. I told her I could get good at a ten key pad.
I am the worst interviewee in the whole universe.
The weldor was making fun singing like the Tin-man, "If I only had a brain."
I couldn't get a job for punching a ten-key pad.
Another interview, the lady said, "Einstein, you've heard of him, right?"
How can somebody not know who Einstein is? For goodness sakes, he's got a bagel on every corner!
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