June 17, 2005

Of lawn mowers and blind dates

I wish I could write like Mirty or Treppenwitz. What's interesting about lawn mowers and blind dates? Usually not much. But they made those subjects interesting.
At Mirty's Place she tells how she sought "Fun at the Home Depot." In short, her husand's lawn mower broke and she wanted to get him a new one instead of paying another hundred dollars to the repairman who doesn't do a very good job. Mirty went to remedy the situation. Incidentally there are also orange lawn mowers. Those are the electric ones.

My own story is somewhat less compelling. A few weeks ago my green lawn mower broke. It took a little experimenting to discover that the problem was that the blade had hit something hard and bent. Thus after one revolution the blade stuck in the ground and the mower, of course, stalled.
(I did make some nice grass cirles, no doubt some people will think aliens have visited my backyard.)
After diagnosing the problem, I sought to fix it. I called Sears to find out if my mower was still under warranty. By just calling Sears 800 number I was able to find out that yes the mower was under warranty; alas the blade wasn't.
The first chance I had I went to Sears and was about to purchase my blade when a helpful salesman informed me that I really needed to know the model of my mower. But how to find that out? I tried the 800 number again and they told me. I went back to the lawn and garden with the information and purchased the correct blade.
This past Sunday, after borrowing a long handled wrench from a neighbor I was able to make the switch the blades and voila, my mower works again!
But that's not as interesting as Mirty's is it?

Then Treppenwitz launched a "Carnival of the blind dates" through a faux pas at work and continued with his recall of a blind date and ended with his comments section.
Most of the dates I went on were blind. None of the bad ones really stick out either. The worst one that I recall was one with a young lady who had nothing to say to me nearly the whole time we were out. There were other dates with whom I had trouble communicating but when I asked this one if she'd like to go out to eat after we'd already been out a while, she said, "yes." But that's not very interesting. And she didn't have pink hair.
So what can I say? I guess there's a reason that Mirty and Treppenwitz are part of the Jewish Connection.

Posted by SoccerDad at June 17, 2005 12:39 PM | TrackBack
Comments

Awww, thanks!

Posted by: Mirty at June 17, 2005 04:23 PM

That Mirty, she is a card. And don't even get me started about David. ;)

Pretty good people.

Posted by: Jack at June 17, 2005 06:02 PM

I appreciate the compliment... but I can't take all the credit... I've been 'blessed' with really, really good material. :-) Shavuah Tov.

Posted by: David at June 18, 2005 01:55 PM

"Blessed" with good material? Don't be so modest. It's recognizing the good material. That was the point of my post. I had similar experiences to both you and Mirty and I couldn't quite find those little instances to make the stories any more than pedestrian.
True I didn't have a bad blind date experience on your level. But I don't think I could have made drinking a cup of lukewarm gravy so interesting.
What elements did Mirty add to the lawnmower story: her husband's attachment to a broken lawnmower, the inability of the repair guy to repair the lawnmower and her semi-flirting with the guy at Home Depot.

Posted by: David Gerstman at June 20, 2005 06:30 AM