All with the same
person: our neighbor....gah! the stories I could tell. None fun, mind you, like the Queens Dresser and Kirby, just annoying. In any case, I'm out splitting some wood while DH attends to some other yardly matters.
Boorish Neighbor (BN): "You're
BN: "Women can't cut wood."
Me: "My, that's an interesting assumption." (SPLIT!)
BN: "Yeah, your upper body strenghth isn't enough."
Me: (Enough? I wanted to ask, but didn't) "That's an interesting (SPLIT!) assumption."
BN: "Yeah, and it's obvious that you're handling that axe wrong."
Me: (Um, it's a splitting maul, not an axe. You don't know what I'm using, but you "know" I'm using it wrong?) "That's (SPLIT!) an interesting assumption."
BN: "You're never going to get through that pile."
Me: (As I set up the last flipping piece of wood
)"You know, (SPLIT!) that's a really interesting assumption. You'll have to excuse me; I need to go get another load of wood."
He stood there, telling me I couldn't do what I was doing while I was doing it, totally oblivious to the fact that I got through the remainder of the pile (the one I "couldn't get through)!!! I later overheard him earnestly telling DH that I shouldn't be "trying" to split wood, since "chicks" (his word, not mine I assure you) don't know how and can't do it. I haven't heard from DH yet what his response was. I have a feeling, though, that it wasn't
"What an interesting assumption"!