Wednesday, January 28, 2009

. . . And A Time To Refrain From

You'd a been so proud of me.

Was rummaging about in the Fasteners Dept at Home Depot, looking for longer screws than came with the knobs She wants installed on every freaking drawer and cabinet in the Hive. (The drawers have double thick front panels and the included screws are for 3/4" board.)

A bespectacled young woman in an orange bib with what appear to be a couple of rambunctious puppies wrestling under it offers to help.

"I'm looking for this screw, but longer," I begins, showing the palm of my hand, being charitable and cautious.

"That's an 8-32, but I need to know your length," she murmurs.

Pause. Reflection. The sensation of my teeth clamping down on my tongue. My throat seems to need clearing.

But I was strong. I said nothing, other than "Aha! There they are" and continued unassisted to the appropriate shelf.

But that was a close one.

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