Showing posts with label hardware store. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hardware store. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Thursday’s thirteen: hardware shopping with a teen


Thursday’s thirteen: hardware shopping with our teenager daughter.

Life is interesting with a teenager. She has a re
al different mindset. We went to the hardware store and looked at tools.

Her dad asked her, “Help me find some nuts and bolts. I just need a couple; they’ll be loose in one of these drawers."


This is her take on tools and hardware.


1. “Why is everything named after a man’s body part, or sound like sex?”

2. “I mean it’s all called ‘hard-ware,’ right? Think about that.”

3. “And dad wants me to find his nuts for him?”

4. “Screws.”


5. “Bolts”

6. “Rod”

7. “Then there are names like Ham-her.”

8. “Screw-drive-her.”

9. “Joint-her.”

10. “Compress-her.”
11. “Fasten-her”

12. “And don’t get me started on power tools,” she warned. Gulp, at this point I was afraid to ask.

13. Next we went to the checkout line, and it was one of those places where you check yourself out. Then she yells, “Dad, don’t go in there your nuts are too small.”
I hate to admit it but I just lost it, I was laughing so hard I was crying. My husband, blushing badly, had to lead me out to the car.