How long does it take you to make a cut through a 2×4″ using a hand saw and a cheap plastic miter box? Yeah, it takes me 4 days apparently. Hence my new toy which will make finishing up my handful of construction projects a bajillion times easier… and faster.
I suppose I can’t really blame the guy at Home Depot for being curious. A 5’3″ girl walks in wearing a flower print skirt and hands him a purchase confirmation for the big saw that’s sitting next to him on the counter. Still, as he plops it into my cart, I couldn’t help but hang my head when he asked “Do you know how to use this?” Did he assume that a person would drop that much money on a power tool on a whim? OK sure… I’ve never owned my own, but I’m no stranger to the power tools they sell. My family’s loaded with DIYers and furniture builders, so I’ve been exposed to this kind of equipment from pretty early on. Besides it was my MOTHER that taught me how to use a saw. The woman is a total badass. A few practice pieces wouldn’t hurt to give me a feel for the weight and amount of pressure to apply, but I just don’t feel like I’m any less qualified to buy a table saw. It’s like looking for a job and they ask if you have any experience and inside you’re thinking “Ummmm that’s why I’m LOOKING FOR A JOB!” I need a saw to learn how to use a saw and since my parents’ has since crapped out only leaving me with access to a handheld circular saw which makes me uber nervous and is significantly less accurate at making straight cuts, I was on my own.
Maybe it was the skirt. Or maybe he asks that to everyone including a big burly man buying a screwdriver and I was just self-conscious at the time. To be fair, he was really friendly about it and seemed more impressed than incredulous when I nodded in response. I should be less sensitive. I’m sure if I’d said no, he would have offered to have someone show me and for that I’m truly grateful. I would have been more grateful if he’d offered to help me get it in the car. Front half my body in the trunk, one leg in the air, trying to shove that thing in there… yeah that must have been an entertaining sight for shoppers Monday evening.
Unfortunately… the Mister wasn’t over that night so, in keeping my promise to not saw while he’s not around, I only squeezed the trigger a few times to make the loud “vroom vroom” noise and then sat in the floor next to it for awhile feeling quite proud of myself. It’s really quite beautiful isn’t it?