When our lawn mower broke down, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed. Somehow I always had something else to take care of first - the car, fishing, golf - always something more important to me.
Finally, she thought of a clever way to make her point. When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors.
I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. I came out again and handed her a toothbrush. "When you finish cutting the grass," I said, "you might as well sweep the driveway."
The doctors say I will probably walk again, but I will always have a limp.
Finally, she thought of a clever way to make her point. When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors.
I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. I came out again and handed her a toothbrush. "When you finish cutting the grass," I said, "you might as well sweep the driveway."
The doctors say I will probably walk again, but I will always have a limp.
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