Women doing simple stuff in difficult ways
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I've just been in the bathroom to put my contacts in, Mrs. S. was washing her hair.
She does it over the bath. We have a mixer tap with a hand-held shower attachment, we also have a walk-in shower.
She had the tap running as if to fill the bath with the plug out and her head in the stream of water.
"why don't you use the shower attachment?"
"I use that at the end"
"You look really awkward, why don't you use it now?"
"I know what I'm doing"
By now she was rubbing shampoo in with tap running at full speed down the plug-hole.
"In fact, why don't you wash your hair in the shower?"
"I've had a shower"
So she has a shower and then awkwardly uses a whole bath full of water to wash her hair afterwards.
Even with my "try to ignore logic fails" filter turned up to full it doesn't make any sense at all.
She does it over the bath. We have a mixer tap with a hand-held shower attachment, we also have a walk-in shower.
She had the tap running as if to fill the bath with the plug out and her head in the stream of water.
"why don't you use the shower attachment?"
"I use that at the end"
"You look really awkward, why don't you use it now?"
"I know what I'm doing"
By now she was rubbing shampoo in with tap running at full speed down the plug-hole.
"In fact, why don't you wash your hair in the shower?"
"I've had a shower"
So she has a shower and then awkwardly uses a whole bath full of water to wash her hair afterwards.
Even with my "try to ignore logic fails" filter turned up to full it doesn't make any sense at all.
Many years ago my wife decided to weigh the cat. Not sure why, I've never asked. I heard much yowling from cat and angry shouting from wife. I went upstairs to find my wife trying to get the cat to stand still on our digital scales long enough to get an accurate reading, and the cat, being a cat, not wanting to comply.
When I suggested that she stand on the scales herself, holding the cat, take a reading, throw the cat away, and take a new reading, the difference being the weight of the cat, she looked at me as if I'd just discovered a cure for cancer whilst simultaneously bringing peace to the Middle East.
When I suggested that she stand on the scales herself, holding the cat, take a reading, throw the cat away, and take a new reading, the difference being the weight of the cat, she looked at me as if I'd just discovered a cure for cancer whilst simultaneously bringing peace to the Middle East.
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TwigtheWonderkid said:
Many years ago my wife decided to weigh the cat. Not sure why, I've never asked. I heard much yowling from cat and angry shouting from wife. I went upstairs to find my wife trying to get the cat to stand still on our digital scales long enough to get an accurate reading, and the cat, being a cat, not wanting to comply.
When I suggested that she stand on the scales herself, holding the cat, take a reading, throw the cat away, and take a new reading, the difference being the weight of the cat, she looked at me as if I'd just discovered a cure for cancer whilst simultaneously bringing peace to the Middle East.
In our old office there was a big set of postal scales on the way to the gents. One of my mates absolutely horrified one of the ladies in the office when he exclaimed that he had just weighed his poo.When I suggested that she stand on the scales herself, holding the cat, take a reading, throw the cat away, and take a new reading, the difference being the weight of the cat, she looked at me as if I'd just discovered a cure for cancer whilst simultaneously bringing peace to the Middle East.
lufbramatt said:
In our old office there was a big set of postal scales on the way to the gents. One of my mates absolutely horrified one of the ladies in the office when he exclaimed that he had just weighed his poo.
Where I used to work a few years ago, there was a guy with the nickname two pound Bob.
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