I just paid $125 to be exposed as a giant dumbass and have a box gotten down from a tall pantry shelf. And that last bit was just a “while you’re here, you look tall…”
That I’m a dumbass is not some revelatory news. But paying money to find out hurts my soul.
When we redid the floors and they moved the appliances back in, the stove stopped working correctly. It’s a gas stove. Some burners were getting way too much gas and had huge flames, some wouldn’t light. So we finally had someone out to look at it.
Turns out, when they put the stove back, they didn’t put the burner covers on in the right order. They switched the smaller ones around. And to my great surprise, that really makes a difference.
So I showed Mr Appliance what was wrong. He stared at it for a second. Switched the covers around and BAM.
Jesus fucking Christ, that hurt my soul.
Welp. Now I have a personal example to use when I tell smug engineers they’re not as smart as they think they are. We’re fucking worthless outside of our jobs.