I went to the hardware store today to gather a few bits and pieces to do some home repairs.I forgot as I always do about the wonders of hardware stores. Filled with sparkling, shinning mysterious useful things scented by metal, oil, paint, dust and grime. Lovely flannel shirted, blue-jeaned and carhardted, work-booted able handy men striding purposefully down the aisles.....such a treat!
Oh, and umm....Hardware stores are filled to overflowing with things of which I have never heard, or even imagined a need or purpose. There was a veritable cornucopia of nuts; today I observed that there are slip nuts, stop nuts, hex nuts, square nuts, round nuts, cap nuts and a veritable paradise of screws, nails and bolt.
I was dazzled by the wall of hammers. Itty bitty hammers and great big hammers, hammers for purposes I can only guess at, hammers with handles that concel still more tools. Hammers of 16 different weights (I counted) Tools of every imaginable purpose and function! Mysterious things that I never knew exsisted, ways of fixing parts of houses and cars that I didn't even know could break down!
I turned a corner and there it was......row, upon row, upon row of dazzling duct tape. The traditional and ever popular silver, a happy yellow, radiant red, nourishing green, seductive blue, and could it be? Yes, it is! Transparent, see through even, Clear Duct Tape!
Gathering my assorted nuts, bolts, screws and a new less traditional roll of saucy and tantalizing hot pink duct tape, I proceed to the check out counter. Mr. Good, yes, Mr. Good the owner of the wonderful and magical hardware store assisted me with my purchases and inquired about my last home plumbing repair and Iproudly told Mr. Good that with his instructions, I had successfully repaired my faucet.
Who needs Mr. Right when you have Mr. Good, who is quite good.
