Easy 10
Brain dead MUG SHEEP
OK, so with a sunny window this afternoon I decided to give the lawn its first cut of the year. I always begin by strimming the borders first (I have wooden edging), before getting the mower out to finish the job.
Anyway, my Bosch strimmer was being a little BITCH. Every time I started, I'd get 3 paces before the sodding wire would kaputt. So I'd trudge back to the patio, undo the thing, pull through a bit more strimming wire, re-assemble, and crack on. Except within 5 seconds, the f*cking wire had gone again. So the quite fiddly dissasemble - reassemble poke-the-wire-through process would be repeated again and again. And this happened around 6 times. I've done this before, but never to this extent.
On the 7th go when it went again, in a childish fit of rage, I hoisted my strimmer aloft my head, and violently SMASHED it down onto the lawn, whereupon it broke in two. And the shield bit at the bottom is f*cked. I've hid it behind the shed for now (but I did at least go on to complete the mowing).
So now it looks like I'll have to blow the thick end of 80 sheets for another strimmer. But I need to do all this whilst (a) disposing of the old broken one somewhere, and (b) get the new one without her knowing.
I'm not expecting suggestions tbh, just venting really. But its going to keep me awake now, I know it.
Anyway, my Bosch strimmer was being a little BITCH. Every time I started, I'd get 3 paces before the sodding wire would kaputt. So I'd trudge back to the patio, undo the thing, pull through a bit more strimming wire, re-assemble, and crack on. Except within 5 seconds, the f*cking wire had gone again. So the quite fiddly dissasemble - reassemble poke-the-wire-through process would be repeated again and again. And this happened around 6 times. I've done this before, but never to this extent.
On the 7th go when it went again, in a childish fit of rage, I hoisted my strimmer aloft my head, and violently SMASHED it down onto the lawn, whereupon it broke in two. And the shield bit at the bottom is f*cked. I've hid it behind the shed for now (but I did at least go on to complete the mowing).
So now it looks like I'll have to blow the thick end of 80 sheets for another strimmer. But I need to do all this whilst (a) disposing of the old broken one somewhere, and (b) get the new one without her knowing.
I'm not expecting suggestions tbh, just venting really. But its going to keep me awake now, I know it.
