Expressing Love Through Woodworking #3: You can giggle with me, but don't touch my tools.

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Blog entry by nomercadies posted 10-30-2014 01:56 PM 1946 reads 0 times favorited 7 comments Add to Favorites Watch
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When I was a student teacher, the lead teacher came in one day sputtering about how ungrateful one of her neighbors was. She was sure it was going to be a deal breaker as far as neighborhood friendships were concerned. It was going to be the finish to what had been a lovely little tradition that everyone looked forward to at the end of a work day.

During the part of the day, when no one notices the sun is starting its decline and before most of the work-a-day people return to the neighborhood, some of the people who were available took advantage of that small window and got together, put up some lawn chairs, and had that first glass of wine.

They were composed mostly of stay at home wives, people that got out of work earlier in the day, and retired people. As far as gender goes, the group was made up of all women except the rather handsome divorced retiree who’s driveway and garage opening they used for their outdoor/slightly indoor restaurant/bar.

Ohhh the giggles and stories. Such fun. Everyone looked forward to that happy hour time with good drink and good friends. Real life was waiting for them after happy hour. Maybe each one of them could take turns making some kind of appetizer to pass for the following day? Good thoughts to hang onto as they finished off a bottle while doing chores at home.

“But, all good things come to an end.” she mumbled through clenched teeth. The “girls” decided to do something nice to show their appreciation for the man that hosted mini-party after mini-party in his drive. When the light rain threatened, it made them inch into the garage opening. That put a little dampness on the party.

What better way to thank him than to go over some day when he had to be away, sneak into his garage, and clean up all those tools and pieces of wood and trashy kind of things and make the garage into a lovely place to work and play?

They cleaned and organized him. It was perfect, so my lead teacher explained to me.

“And you know what happened?” she said.

I feigned ignorance, due to my very subordinate position. “No, what?” I questioned.

“We arrived as usual for our afternoon gathering. When he opened the garage, he started huffing and actually acted angry! No thank yous. No appreciation. Not even a smile from that man. He was very quiet and actually was kind of snippy. No wonder he’s divorced! We’re done with that man.”

I slumped my shoulders, shook my head, and quietly said, “The very idea …!”

She wasn’t herself for several days. Maybe no one learned anything from that series of events, but maybe … me.

-- Chance Four "Not Just a Second Chance"

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#1 posted 10-30-2014 02:47 PM

Trespassing and violation of man-cave boundaries…lovely. I wonder how defiled the scrap pile was. I just cringed at the thought of a (precious) lot of “burnt wood” ebony shorts those wet and dirty (Shapton) waterstones being tossed in the trash.

-- paxorion

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#2 posted 10-30-2014 03:26 PM

There is more than one way to live a life.

-- Chance Four "Not Just a Second Chance"

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Jim Jakosh

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#3 posted 10-30-2014 04:33 PM

They can’t do that without knowledge that he knew were everything was before the arranging! They may have thrown out some exotic wood, too!!

Maybe his last wife did that to him!!

-- Jim Jakosh.....Practical Wood Products...........Learn something new every day!! Variety is the Spice of Life!!

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#4 posted 10-30-2014 05:02 PM

and its always said that Men don’t understand women!!!

-- - Collecting is an investment in the past, and the future.

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#5 posted 10-30-2014 05:59 PM

If you are going to “help” someone, make sure they actually want the “help” you are providing!

-- Folly ever comes cloaked in opportunity!

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#6 posted 10-30-2014 11:25 PM

Sad to say the least all the way around, hope they mended their friendships

-- Norman - I never never make a mistake, I just change the design.

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#7 posted 10-31-2014 04:22 AM

Sounds to me like a possible storyline for a television show of the neighborhood ladies. Name it “Shady Lane” or whatever the street name is. At least I wouldn’t have to be subjected to it . . . I don’t have television! LOL

They need to find a better pastime than whining . . . or wining, and then they would probably know enough not to tamper with someone’s treasures.


P. S. If they leave their booze home, they can use my house anytime if they’ll clean it for me!! . . . but they would need to stay out of my shop. ;-)

-- “Those who would give up essential Liberty, to purchase a little temporary Safety, deserve neither Liberty nor Safety.” Benjamin Franklin -- Jesus is the ONLY reason for ANY season.

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