Tonight at KidsPointe I went into one of my teacher’s classrooms where the kids were working on a craft that needed a stapler. The teacher looked at me and handed me a stapler and said, “this is jammed, I need something hard to get it unjammed.” “Something hard,” I thought to myself…”I know!” I went to the stage and picked up a wooden stool and brought it back to her and said “Will this work?” She looked at me kind of oddly and said, “Umm, you know… something smaller to get the staple out.” I don’t know what I thought, I guess I thought she was going to bang it on something hard (that’s my usual method of fixing something). So, once I put the stool back I when and got a tool (not really sure what it’s called… pliers I think). I then went back to the room and tried to use it to pull the staple out. It didn’t work, so I turned to leave and go try and find something else (maybe just another stapler) and as I was walking out she yelled, “Fixed it!” …. I’m so not handy!
I wonder if anyone gets that the funniness of this story. I was cracking up at myself writing it, but I may be the only one who gets it. 
