"But Susie, it's just a piece of junk."
"It's not a piece of junk, it's stylish and has pizazz." Here we go again. It's not at all unusual for Russ and I to not see eye-to-eye on a subject; it tended to happen more often than not. " Would you get it and fix it up for me?" I tried to sound convincing, but not pleading. This, I've learned is a difficult art to master. There is a very fine line between the ask and the whine.
I didn't seem to be encountering a great deal of success. "Okay, fine. Then I'll buy it (at three dollars it seemed like a pretty good deal to me) and I'll fix it up myself."
Russ gave me "the look". I knew it well, I'd seen it many, many times before. Basically it asked, are you joking or crazy? In this case, neither. There is one thing that I find almost irresistible: a challenge.
I grabbed my wallet--it would after all, be an out-of-pocket expense for the business. With conviction, I handed over the three bucks.
"Are you serious?"
"Yes, I'm quite serious. I'm going to get this baby, not only working- but restore the cabinetry too, just like you would." It might not be exactly like he'd do it, but it would get done. How could I be so sure? Easy. I knew that once I starting working on it, Russ would be unable to resist helping me. I wouldn't do something correct, so I'd just wait for him to come over and show me how to do it. No-brainer.