A conversation between my 16 yr old nephew and I:
JESSE: Hey, I just wanted to let you know that both light switches in the hall upstairs are broken.
ME: What makes you think they're broken?
JESSE: Well, I tried them both and neither are working. They worked yesterday and now...nothing.
ME: Hmm, that's odd that BOTH would just randomly break at the same time.
JESSE: I'm sure it's electrical, you see they're both on the same line so they can operate the same light simultaneously... (He continued on lecturing me for at least 10 minutes,as if he were a certified electrician; telling me exactly what needed to be done, etc)
ME: Huh, well I think I'll just try to fix it myself.
JESSE: I don't think that's a good idea, you could electrocute yourself or cause a fire in the wall.
ME: and you don't think there could be ANY OTHER CAUSE?
JESSE: Nope, you definitely need to call someone out to fix it.
ME: (Goes upstairs and grabs step ladder and new bulb. Changes bulb, flips "broken" switch...light works.) Hey Jesse, come up here!
JESSE: What's up?
ME: Flip the switch. (Light miraculously comes on & he looks puzzled) See that new fangled invention up there? It's called a light bulb. They burn out, you replace them.
JESSE: Huh, that never occurred to me.
SMH, FML, ECT.
