Springtime, and I go to the store to get a new air filter and spark plug for the old lawnmower. As I’m heading out to the shed, CVH asks what I’m doing.
“I need to gap the new spark plug for the lawn mower,” I said.
She says, “Well, I don’t know nothing about gapping spark plugs.”
“That’s why you keep me around. In case you need a spark plug gapped.”
She pauses for a second, then says, “You’re right. If I were to get me some new young thing, he wouldn’t know how to do anything. I think all they know how to do is fool with their phones.”
