There is a lesson in these moments of satire. A lesson for each of us. No matter if you are married, dating, engaged or prowling, one thing is clear and worth knowing. Once you get us home, we do not come with instructions. And if women are anything like my girlfriends and me, if there were instructions, we know men would not read them. Men like to create from scratch, leave off non-essential pieces, hope it works, pray that it won't break and end up paying twice as much when the thing inevitably breaks down. And it WILL break down.
Let's give a real example. Imagine a husband is fixing his dishwasher. Granted the wife wanted a new one but he says, "No babe, no need to spend money on a new dishwasher, I can fix this one and make it just like new." He takes the entire machine apart careful to lay every single item about the floor. He might even count the pieces, like doctors do when they do surgery. They count the pieces of gauze going in and count the number of pieces of gauze coming out before closing the patient up. Great idea, right? Right.
The thing is, when the husband is finished, there are still pieces on the floor. And the machine starts, and it runs, and it turns and it acts like a dishwasher. But the dishes do not get completely clean. And no matter how hard she tries she can't convince him that the machine still needs fixing. What he did was merely another patch. He can't be swayed. Because he had touched every single part of that machine and he had heard it running, therefore nothing was wrong with it. Remember she wanted new. She knew something was really wrong, but she could never convince him.
So the very next day, without him knowing, she went out and got herself a new machine that worked. And that is how she made him pay.
Marriage is like that. Every piece is needed to make it work.