BIG reloading Mistake! (Humor)

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Let me start off with the Facts.
My wife of 32+ years has supported & tolerated all sorts of activities and hobbies thru the years.
I was very "busy" while we were dating, etc.
It is in my nature.

That being said.....

There has been a package of Bread Containers for lack of a better term sitting in the pantry for at least a couple of years. Apparently the Snowman Pattern was something special.
These are little folded paper cardboard things.

They had "disposable" written all over them, or so I thought.

Instead of cleaning my containers after I lube, size etc., I figured these would be real time savers.

Well............ A certain somebody asked what the heck I was doing using the..... things.

I very mistakenly started with the "they have been there forever...."

I was not thinking fast enough that I had squashed that same observation from her many times in the past.

I was totally busted and she really got a kick out of it.
I will also be hunting down more Snowman things for bread that will probably never be baked.
But... That's her choice.

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I always ask before I help myself, you get enough ass chewings, you will to.
I buy the cheapest Tupperware type or other brands of plastic containers that will nest together and use those for my reloading. Each one of mine has a cartridge brand Sharpy'ed on it, because I also use them for sorting out brass.
Keeps me out of trouble with the wife.
I had to learn the hard way when I bought my smoker and used her cookie cooling racks to put over foil pans to cook on.
I did clean them up and put them back, but
Next time she put cookies on them they tasted like the cookies were smoked and she was, well, :fire:.
Didn't go over well.
 
I once had the brilliant idea to use cat litter as the medium in my vibratory tumbler. The tumbler runs in the laundry room. I turned it on and walked away. When I returned after a couple of hours to check on the brass, the washer, dryer, shelves of laundry supplies, walls, and floor were all coated with a thick layer of clay dust. My popularity was not enhanced that day. I did get it cleaned up, but it sure took some doing.
 
Yea... I 'borrowed' one of my wife's cookie sheet pans for the purpose of lubing up brass headed for the sizer. Ooops. Nothing that a new set of All-Clad pots and pans didn't fix... but I would have been better off just buying my own sheet pan.

That reminds me of a line of dialogue in 'Night at the Museum...'

"Somebody's got to pay..."
"Pay... for what???"
"I don't know... just pay! Stop whining and just take it like a man!"
 
I had the same problem. Anything I left laying around, unused, for any period of time, was considered fair game. There were several items that disappeared, the response was that since I wasn't using it.... I never returned the favor. Going through boxes, I am finding some of the items. She left 8 years ago. I still miss her, but I was never that good of a shot.
 
Let me start off with the Facts.
My wife of 32+ years has supported & tolerated all sorts of activities and hobbies thru the years.
I was very "busy" while we were dating, etc.
It is in my nature.

That being said.....

There has been a package of Bread Containers for lack of a better term sitting in the pantry for at least a couple of years. Apparently the Snowman Pattern was something special.
These are little folded paper cardboard things.

They had "disposable" written all over them, or so I thought.

Instead of cleaning my containers after I lube, size etc., I figured these would be real time savers.

Well............ A certain somebody asked what the heck I was doing using the..... things.

I very mistakenly started with the "they have been there forever...."

I was not thinking fast enough that I had squashed that same observation from her many times in the past.

I was totally busted and she really got a kick out of it.
I will also be hunting down more Snowman things for bread that will probably never be baked.
But... That's her choice.

.
How dare you? I found it easier to buy new things for her, then use the old ones that are ready to be discarded;)
 
Mrs had a plastic tub that fit inside the laundry room sink, she used it occasionally to soak my filthy greasy work clothes. One day I "borrowed" it to clean my c&b revolver....WRONG!

Today, my 29yo wife of 35yrs discovered an unopened box of fly tying equipment and supplies that a family member bought for me about 20 yrs ago.
I guess I am guilty too.
 
I keep my stuff locked up in my gun room, anything sitting around get tossed. She was looking for some 1099s from the casino a few months, in the process she just through a bunch of envelops and other papers away. In the crap she tossed was our grandkids birth certificates and a bunch of other inportant papers.
The title to her car which got totaled afterwads. Try to get rid of a totaled out car in the State of Washington. It took months to be done with that mess.
I keep all my papers up in my gun room away from here inpulse to toss stuff.
 
She left 8 years ago. I still miss her, but I was never that good of a shot.


"I used to have pounds of silver,
… now I invest in lead."

I spirit away the dishwasher pod containers. There is a steady supply and they recycle, again.

"Even the sun risen is not so sweet as a loving Wife. Nor any curse as wretched as a sour one!"
 
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Right after we were married I had my mec 650 set up in an upstairs spare bedroom. We didnt hsve kids so I kept it full of powder dhot ans primers, ready to start loading. Mrs was cleaning and bumped the 200rd bottle.
It broke off at the neck.
Then hit the floor and broke some more.
Shot everywhere. Still finding shot in the cracks of the floor until we carpeted the upstairs.
 
[QUOTE="Armored farmer, post: We didnt hsve kids so I kept it full of powder dhot ans primers, ready to start loading. Mrs was cleaning and bumped the 200rd bottle.
It broke off at the neck.
Then hit the floor and broke some more.
Shot everywhere. Still finding shot in the cracks of the floor until we carpeted the upstairs.[/QUOTE]

I've been married long enough to know that was YOUR fault for leaving the bottles full. Lol. :neener:
 
My Dad learned why you don't leave the MEC loaded and ready with kids about, the hard way. Well, I ended up with the punishment, as in couldn't sit for a week. I was about 10-11, and 'borrowed' small amounts of Red Dot from the powder bottle (I had been taught to load with it by then) for making the 'war games' in the sandbox more realistic. I spilled some on the bench, and (key phrase here) not thinking, scooped it up and dumped it in Dad's ashtray sitting there. Yes, he smoked while reloading. Well, after the next time he tried to, he didn't. :rofl:

SWMBO is always offering me storage tubs and those plastic file cabinets for my shop, I have several just sitting there, though I am running out of room. Since I started reloading 12 ga. the tubs full of hulls are taking over......
 
I have repurposed lots of containers and created unlikely gun item receptacles.

I find being an unlovable, unmarried, lout of a person facilitates this and I save lots of money also by reusing household items. There’s other associated money savings also.
 
Sometimes it's hard to explain things to your wife, even after 40 years of marriage. We were over at Bull Shoals, Arkansas camping in our 5th wheel trailer and several couples were standing around the campfire one evening. One of the guys looked at the side of my trailer and mentioned, while my wife was listening, that it looked like someone had shot the trailer with a shotgun. I replied that I had shot a skunk and some of the pellets had bounced off the ground and hit the trailer. My wife immediately said, "Why didn't you tell me about it." I replied, "I didn't tell you because I didn't want to get my butt chewed out twice, once when I told you and the second time when you saw the damage."
 
My lady is very OCD when it comes to a clean house and everything should be in its place. We had a conversation once about how my desk was covered with work paperwork, several revolvers, 4-5 pair of grips and other assorted gun related stuff but my loading bench was clean as a whistle and I have a rack, shelf, parts bin etc for everything there. I started to explain how my life could depend on how things were organized at the bench when she responded that it could also be very dangerous to have a mess in her house. From that point on, I do at least try to keep a neater desk but every so often I get the evil eye. Her way of letting me know that things are getting out of hand!
 
At work I was forever getting in trouble for not having a clean desk. Never got written up for it, but came too close on several occasions. At home was a different story. I soon learned the wrath that came from a desk piled high.
 
I took one of our 1/4 tsp measuring spoons from the kitchen to use for subtracting kernels of powder when trickling up loads but I failed to tell my wife. Unbeknownst to me she was looking for it for a long time before she found me using it.
 
I took one of our 1/4 tsp measuring spoons from the kitchen to use for subtracting kernels of powder when trickling up loads but I failed to tell my wife. Unbeknownst to me she was looking for it for a long time before she found me using it.
The good news is that you're still alive and can post using a pencil in your mouth.
 
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