Men and assembly instructions

Men and assembly instructions. An oxymoron if ever there was one.

The men at my house assemble things in true Tim Taylor fashion. Lay out the parts and go to work, instructions are unnecessary and used only as a last resort.

Extra parts? Aaahh who needs them?

We got a new trampoline yesterday the old one was 7 or 8 years old and if Toby hadn’t welded it several times would long since have gone to the trash. My 19yos laid it out and was going to assemble it, but it went together differently than the old one and there were a bunch of screws he didn’t know where they went. Solution, let’s consult the directions ...... but wait, I hear “This sucks, it doesn’t have any pictures. ” hmmm appears that even when we consult directions we don’t want to actually read them, we simply want to look at the pictures. LOL, it was time for me to leave for work and apparently they figured it out because the trampoline was assembled and in use when I called the use later in the evening.

Is it the Y chromosome that inhibits the ability to admit that one needs directions to assemble something or heaven forbid that they need to ask directions of someone because they are lost?