It felt good to confess from the stage today that I have no idea how to cook food on a grill. I know I’m supposed to be able to, being a man and all, but I never learned how!
I thought I’d keep going with this confession thing. Here are a whole bunch of other things I can’t do that “men” are supposed to be able to do:
Cook. I have no idea how to cook a steak. If it doesn’t boil or go in the microwave then forget it.
Change my own oil. I think I did it when I was a Webelo once, but ever since then I’ve paid someone to do it.
Change a flat tire. I think I can, but you better not ask me to.
Jump start a car. Is it the red one with the blue one? Is there a blue one? You might want to call AAA.
Household repairs. I have no idea how to fix sinks, toilets, ovens, wobbly tables, broken garage doors, or anything like that.
Landscaping. I can’t plant grass, plant flowers, set up sprinklers, trim foliage, or anything like that.
Dance. Nothing in me wants to move my body to the music, fast or slow. (Exception: mosh pits in the late 90’s).
Whistle really loud without using my fingers. But I can whistle really loud with them.How do guys do it without them? So cool.
Find my way without a map. I use a map every day. Thank you Google.
Hmm… there’s got to be more than this, but this is a good start!
I’ve handed in my Man Card.
What about you? What are you supposed to be able to do that you can’t?