And you can imagine how this must play with my father-in-law, who's a tradesman with an entire building devoted to an impressive array of hand and power tools and a four-wheel-drive tractor.
(While I have many reasons for him to be near and dear to my heart, one of my favorites is that he over-engineers everything. The decks he has constructed have steel frames and are bolted together. Nothing short of a bulldozer is going to take those things apart.)
I suspect I know where I've gone wrong.
I am a craftsman. Unfortunately, I'm not the kind of craftsman the venerable line of hardware is named after.
I work crafts where mistakes are easily corrected, like blogs or, say, newspaper columns.
Cuts to lumber or PVC pipe can't be taken back by "Ctrl+Z" or "Backspace." Once the saw or tin snips have been applied, you're committed. Any errors require a trip back to Lowe's and the re-opening of the wallet.
And don't get me started on an obsessive-compulsive desire for perfection. I can waste hours getting things "just so" before discovering, hey, that doesn't really work the way I wanted.
So this Father's Day - or maybe future ones when my children are actually saving their dollars to get me a gift - save the expense of pricey sports equipment or tools that are beyond my level of expertise.
Put that effort into finding a funny card. And maybe something for the grill. I can also craft a pretty mean burger.
Contact writer Philip Maramba at phi...@dailymail.com or 304-348-1248.
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