My wife and I pulled our ol' pickup into the lumberyard and she jumped out, and strolled into the office.
“We need some four-by-twos.”
The clerk raised an eyebrow. “You mean two-by-fours, right?”
My wife scratching her head. “Uh… let me check.”
She walked back to the truck, had a quick word with me, then returned. “Yep, two-by-fours.”
“Alright,” the clerk said. “How long do you need them?”
My wife frowned, deep in thought. After a long pause, she muttered, “Hmm… better check.”
She disappeared again, had another discussion with me by the truck, then went back inside.
With a confident nod, she announced, “A long time. We’re building a house.”
Osma A 🇫🇮🇺🇦
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