J.Dub
Active member
So, I'm at work and I get a call a few minutes ago from the wife (i.e., SWMBO) that goes something like this:
ME: [seeing the callerID on my mobile phone] "Hi, honey."
SHE: "Why the hell do you have so many backpacks!?!?"
ME: [long pause]
SHE: "Are you there?"
ME: [hopefully] "Um...'cause I have a lot of crap to carry?"
BACKSTORY: Two weeks ago, my daughter managed to clog the upstairs toilet and it ended up running all night long. The subsequent flood came down through the dining room ceiling (directly below the U/S bath), down through the dining room floor, throught the basement ceiling and into the finished basement carpeting. Ugh.
Everything got dried out last week (long story in and of itself) and now we're clearing out stuff to do the restoration work: insulation, new drywall, new flooring. As part of moving stuff around, the missus evidently came upon the B.P.O.P. (Big Pile Of Packs) that I had tucked away in a corner. Not hidden, per se, but not blatantly splayed about in plain sight...
So the question for the group is: has your spouse/significant other/POSSLQ ever busted you on your gearwhoredom and/or cost thereof? Has he or she come storming into the room waving the credit card bill accusatorily, or does everybody go to REI armed with a stack of Jacksons...?
Discuss...
ME: [seeing the callerID on my mobile phone] "Hi, honey."
SHE: "Why the hell do you have so many backpacks!?!?"
ME: [long pause]
SHE: "Are you there?"
ME: [hopefully] "Um...'cause I have a lot of crap to carry?"
BACKSTORY: Two weeks ago, my daughter managed to clog the upstairs toilet and it ended up running all night long. The subsequent flood came down through the dining room ceiling (directly below the U/S bath), down through the dining room floor, throught the basement ceiling and into the finished basement carpeting. Ugh.
Everything got dried out last week (long story in and of itself) and now we're clearing out stuff to do the restoration work: insulation, new drywall, new flooring. As part of moving stuff around, the missus evidently came upon the B.P.O.P. (Big Pile Of Packs) that I had tucked away in a corner. Not hidden, per se, but not blatantly splayed about in plain sight...
So the question for the group is: has your spouse/significant other/POSSLQ ever busted you on your gearwhoredom and/or cost thereof? Has he or she come storming into the room waving the credit card bill accusatorily, or does everybody go to REI armed with a stack of Jacksons...?
Discuss...