I'm good at fixing things. Since I was little I've been taking stuff apart and fixing it. Probably because when stuff was broken, I took it to my Dad, who then sat down with me, took it apart and showed me how to fix it. I remember I had to know how the engine worked in my 1st car and common problems with it, and how to fix a flat tire, before I could even touch it!
Last night Dan was trying to fix the bathroom door knob. He took it apart and was trying to figure out what was wrong. Once the hammer came out to fix the metal door knob, I had to jump in. I couldn't bare to see the door knob disinigrate in front of my face and possibly wreck my counter and floor. So I took a look at it, figured out how it worked and realized the problem right away. It's nothing a metal hammer could fix, a rubber one possibly, and all I got was flack and the "you think I'm stupid" speech. I recognise there's a learning curve for repairs if you've never done them before, but there's also an order of operations. As I was explaining why a hammer wouldn't fix the problem with an analogy I got an even more dirty look. Somehow I'm not supposed to know any of this? Logic and reasoning isn't good enough? I would love to do the household repairs but since Dan's not good at cleaning, I do most of that. Mouldy towels annoy me more than a broken door knob. I had to hand off something! Yes I could do it all, I'm not afraid of it, I know I can do it, but some things need to be delegated to keep it even. I wasn't trying to sound pretentious, or take it over, I thought I could help or educate or explain the reasoning and logic. But no, I'm not supposed to know any of that.
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