Farmer H does not communicate in a manner that I find logical. He will make a statement that leaves out pertinent details, and expect me to know what he's talking about. This week he had to fix a leaking sink for one of the elderlies at the Senior Center. He was telling me about it that morning.
"Yeah, we'll go by and fix the sink for the 88-year-old gal. Then I have to put in a garage door for Agnes [not real name]."
"Who in the Not-Heaven is Agnes?"
"The old lady. The one who bought the QuickFlip house. But she's paying me for that."
"You can put in a GARAGE DOOR?"
"Yes. It's just like any other door. A door in her garage."
"You mean like a people door?"
"Yeah. A door to go in and out of her garage."
Well of course. Because any time I hear "garage door" I automatically think of a regular door going in and out of a garage. NOT. That's why in my boring tales of my travels to town, and my adoring fleabags, I always specify "people door" when I talk about the entrance/exit to the garage, rather than the big segmented door that raises and lowers to allow T-Hoe egress and ingress.
I swear Farmer H does this on purpose, so he can tell me I'm wrong, and I don't know nothin'. Then again, maybe he just thinks everybody's brain works like his. What a scary thought!
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I've come to realise my ex does a similar word thing, but instead of just a statement, he adds in hours of detail just to be sure I understand, when usually I "get it" from the first few words. A neighbour is the same, she tells me something which I understand then she proceeds to "explain it to you" with minute unnecessary details.
I do get your point about the type of door though, all he had to say was people door instead of garage door.
River,
If only Farmer H would start with a few words that would enable me to understand! Instead, he talks in a roundabout way, not giving pertinent details, further muddying the waters, even with me asking specific questions.
No point of reference and we are supposed to just know what they are jabbering about. Sounds familiar.
Kathy,
Yes. That's another one of our jobs. To be psychic.
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