Or, part 654,489 of "I married a dolt". This is part sighting, part brain burp.
We're getting my parent's house ready to rent. The main bathroom had a wooden dowel towel rack that was warped, so we took out the dowel and went to the hardware store to replace it.
I was getting keys cut, so I did not witness this, but Hubby relayed it to me. He went to seek out assistance to find out where the dowels are. He found a very young employee who just had that look where they clearly a noob. And Hubs simply could not restrain himself.
Hubs: "Yeah, I need some dowel straightener." *holds up bent dowel*
Kid: "Uh...hmm...hang on...." *looks around and thinks about it*
Hubs: *gives him a few seconds* "I'm just messing with you. I need a brand new dowel to replace this one."
Kid: "Oh!"
Hubs said he only half expected the employee to actually fall for it. And I smacked him with the warped dowel.
We're getting my parent's house ready to rent. The main bathroom had a wooden dowel towel rack that was warped, so we took out the dowel and went to the hardware store to replace it.
I was getting keys cut, so I did not witness this, but Hubby relayed it to me. He went to seek out assistance to find out where the dowels are. He found a very young employee who just had that look where they clearly a noob. And Hubs simply could not restrain himself.
Hubs: "Yeah, I need some dowel straightener." *holds up bent dowel*
Kid: "Uh...hmm...hang on...." *looks around and thinks about it*
Hubs: *gives him a few seconds* "I'm just messing with you. I need a brand new dowel to replace this one."
Kid: "Oh!"
Hubs said he only half expected the employee to actually fall for it. And I smacked him with the warped dowel.

Might want to warn hubby that if he's sending someone on a snipe hunt, make sure they don't have a trained snipe under the counter first.
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