Fixing the Fence
Me: So wait, fifteen years ago, the fence guys used two nails to put this together.
Me: And right now, you are using 36 screws and six L-brackets to do that same thing.
Dad: Uhh . . . yes.
Me: I just want to get these facts straight for when I post about this on the internet.
Dad: Har har.
Dad: Wait, do they know where we live? I don't want them stealing my screws!
So I looked into that Enneagram thing . . .
… because let’s face it, all the cool kids have already Tumbled it and zomg thank goodness there wasn’t a question about peer pressure. I was wicked afraid that I was going to end up as a one. At some point in my life, I was definitely a three. Type five, though? DING DING DING DING. So. Any other fives out there?
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