Digital Wanderer

We live as long as we fly

Manual Labor

I successfully cleaned the fluff out of my keyboard, and decided to write a little to mark the occasion.

The day before yesterday I replaced the filters in the kitchen faucet. One filter wouldn’t fit, so I had to file it down. They worked straight away without any leaks, as if they belonged there.

Yesterday I tried to capture a videotape onto my computer, but it turned out that the tape had snapped. With some difficulty, I took the cassette apart (I don’t have the right screwdriver) and glued the tape back together with Moment glue, since I had no other glue. Then I captured it without any problems.

I’m amazed by people who can’t drive in a screw or attach a wire to a switch.
I mean, I understand when it’s something complicated — soldering or carving something. I’d make a right mess of that too, of course. But people are afraid of doing even the simplest things, or simply don’t know how. This applies to women too, by the way. (Leaving aside cases of strategic incompetence)

After all, if you have eyes and at least some sort of brain, figuring out that you need to insert a screwdriver into the slot and turn it in the direction that unscrews it couldn’t be easier. Inserting a wire into a terminal and wrapping it around the metal bit is no more difficult.

Why is this beyond such a large portion of the population? It’s a mystery.