A Burned Bridge and a Hicksplanation

Hick drove me to a leg appointment Tuesday afternoon. I'm not sure it will lead to an eventual knee replacement, but it's worth a try. I'd never been to this facility before. It's a 45-minute drive, and I didn't know how the parking would be. I hate to take Hick away from his busy unscheduled schedule, but he's handy for dropping me off at the door.

The good news was that there's parking right up against the building, so next time I can drive myself. The bad news is that my appointment took 90 minutes! Anyhoo... that's not the topic here today.

Hick was driving A-Cad, which has his phone in sync with the radio. We just got on the highway to home around 2:30 when a call came in. Hick can't see the tiny radio screen very well. He relies on me to tell him while he's driving, so he knows if he wants to answer, in which case I tap the screen.

"It's says 'Nick and Bev neighbors.' NOPE!"

"Yeah. No. I'm not answering that."

What goes around comes around, and now Nick and Bev can reap the harvest of their burned bridge. Hick did not get any further communication from them later. No text or other missed call. When it comes to their former loyal handyman Hick, they shall remain forever unhelped.

It was a rainy, dreary day. (As opposed to a rainy cheery day, or a sunny dreary day!) I had worn a hoodie, but I was still cold. The ride there wasn't bad. I had my heat control turned up to 75, and the warmth was blowing comfortably. The whole way home, I was freezing. I didn't look at the temperature dial until we were already at Mailbox Row.

"No wonder I'm freezing! You turned off the fan while I was inside! That 75 is just a number. There's no heat flowing in here!" I turned the dial about 1/4 of the way up. "NOW it can blow 75-degree air!"

Hick got out to go around for the mail. "No, Val." He gave one of his Hicksplaining chuckles. "It's just blowing regular air."

What in the NOT-HEAVEN is THAT supposed to mean??? There was most definitely warm air shooting out my vent now. Not "regular" 53-degree air from outside.

After that incident, I wasn't really sorry that Hick had to waste 90 minutes of my appointment time, plus the trips there and back.