I like to tinker, there is no doubt about it. My daughters live with the wonderful idea, "Dad can fix anything." For the most part I let them keep this idea because its good for my ego and in most situations its true except for one area, mechanics. For some reason if it has a motor on it I am a complete dummy. I can do a great imitation of what the problem sounds like but when it comes to fixing them I'm at a complete loss. Needless to say the other day my mower "broke."
I was going along fine when all of a sudden it just acts like it wants to die. (At this point in the story I normally make a few sound affects, just pretend for me.) So, wanting to get a quick solution and giving myself a quick pep-talk to be positive I call Mr. Bob. He tells me to tap on the side of the corroborator which I think sounds like good manly advice and do (after he tells me where to find it) This works for a little while but is starts acting funny again. So, I call him back and he suggests to take out and check the spark plug. I do know where and what this is and proceed to go get the tools to do it. I'm feeling pretty good until I discover I don't even have the right tools to do this simple job. I begin to get frustrated. I go inside to get more tools, even if they are not the rite ones, thinking that maybe I can jerry rig something to get the plug out. While sitting next to the mower and staring at the end of spark plug which I have successfully wrestled the chord off of I notice a small screw and wonder what it is but dismiss the thought due to the fact that I am messing with a spark plug and that is OBVIOUSLY the problem. I go inside and get more tools and the next best thing to a mechanic in our house, Columbia.She proceeds to tell me that she can't tell whats wrong and goes back inside to fix dinner and I go back to staring at the mower.
