One of my favourite things about commuting on the Metro every day was the conversations I'd overhear. I keep up with the conversations via a couple local blogs, but I overhear some pretty hilarious things in the shop. So here's your first edition of Overheard in the Woodshop.
John: Last year I grew an eggplant that looked like Richard Nixon. (It's true, he brought us proof.)
John: I went looking for sandpaper in my van and found an ear of corn.
A client has brought us a castle "room box" to repair, and it's pretty impressive. Three stories with an attic and a tower. However, the tower, we found, has a disturbing tendency to fall over.
Colt: I guess Rapunzel lives up there.
Mikey: Guess we gotta rescue her so she can marry a frog.
Colt: I thought we had to marry her.
Mikey: Oh, alright.
Colt: Reaches for the tower, toppling it over. Dang, I killed Rapunzel. He picks it up and finds it unbroken. Nevermind, she's okay.
Mikey: When you get out of the hospital, I'm marryin' your ass.
Jessica (Mikey's wife): I've got a bee problem--all these bees keep getting in the house!
Mikey: You know why they keep getting in, right?
Jessica: No, why?
Mikey: 'Cause you got a sweet husband.
Mikey: They're honey bees.
Jessica: You stop that.
Mikey: You ain't never gonna get rid of them.