Part 2 of Tea v. Coffee v. Wife, and similar exasperations...
"Kate! Have you seen my bradawl?"
"What's it look like?"
I describe it perfectly.
"Is this it?"
"No...that's something completely different. Does it really look anything like what I described to you?"
"Well, I don't know, do I?"
The hunt continues.
"Have you found it yet?"
You try not to sound sarcastic. "No, not yet. That's why I'm still looking..."
"Where was it when you last saw it?"
"There. Right there. Only three or four days ago...."
"Oh yes! I think I remember seeing it there! Sort of like a screwdriver, blue plastic handle and a spike at the end..."
"Yes. Exactly how I described it to you, minutes ago..."
The hunt continues.
"Is this it?"
You stare.
"No. That's a computer memory stick. How'd I make a hole with that! And anyway, is that blue?!"
"Well, I don't know! I was only trying to help!"
A few minutes go by.
"Have you looked in the hall table drawer?"
"No. Why would it be in the hall table drawer?"
"I might've put it there when I was tidying up after you..."
Notice the switch.
"After you".
I check the drawer, and there it is.
I hold it up, triumphantly.
"Oh, that!"
Obviously this blue plastic handle with a spike at the end doesn't look at all like a blue plastic handle with a spike at the end.
"Anyway...what do you want it for?"
I explain why.
"Why don't you just bang a nail in it?"
I give up....