Tis the season for projects and repairs around Dad's house.
I learned how to install kerf door seal around the back door. Some rascally little dog (named Willie) had done a number on the old weather striping.
I sure miss the old Lyon & Garrett hardware store, where you could ask for darn near anything and they knew what it was, and where it was. It was a blessing, when you drove 15 miles into town for parts, the Cowman was waiting impatiently for.
Not so much these days with the Ass-ociates at HD.
First item,
The kerf door seal: Fair warning, the Ass-ociates at HD don't know what it is, or where it is. (Message me and I can tell you.)
Next item,
I needed stove bolts for a project of Dad's and that's what I asked the second Mr Ass-ociate for: Six stove bolts, and 12 hex nuts.
"Please don't tell me you have never heard of stove bolts, Mr Ass-ociate."
You haven't, and you don't think they exist. "Can I spell it for you?"
"Sure thing bucko, err Mr Ass-ociate... S T O V E bolts."
"You still don't think there is such a thing."
"Alrighty then, can you point me to the isle with the machine screws?"
"You can, because you have tons of them, great, thanks."
Next item,
"I need a roll of emery cloth, can you tell me which isle?"
You can't, you've never heard of emery cloth. What is it used for?
"Sanding, If my phone was working I could probably find it myself."
"You are trying to find it on your phone, great! Sure I can spell it for you...E M E R Y cloth."
"Oh you need me to spell the whole thing...
E M E R Y C L O T H."
"You are going to get someone in another dept to help me find it. Thanks."
Four Ass-ociates later, I had everything on my list and was out of there.
