Assembly Day

The day after Christmas in British Commonwealth countries, is called boxing day. I used to think it referred to boxing matches. You know, they have boxing matches on television all day. Like in the United States where Christmas could be called NBA Day, because there is non-stop basketball on television every Christmas. But I was wrong. I Googled Boxing Day, and it turns out it is a holiday created in Britain for the servants of rich people. The servants had to work on Christmas so that the rich folks would have a pleasant work free holiday. M'lady was certainly not going to cook and serve that Christmas goose herself. So to keep the servant class happy and deter them from spitting in their master's food, the ruling class gave them Boxing Day. Which gave me an idea. Assembly Day. A free day between Christmas and New Years, where nobody can disturb you. You wouldn't have to go to your job. Nagging would be forbidden, and NFL Football could not be played. On that day, Assembly Day, you would have all day to put together all the stupid gifts you bought for your family. On that day the only people working would be those nice folks in India who man the product hot lines. They would have all the instructions clearly laid out so that they could explain in plain English exactly what "First commect parts, and then screw one by one to lock it, then have the good parts" means.

So far I have assembled Mark's new teak spa chair. It didn't take too long, but my wrist is still sore from trying to tighten bolts with an allen wrench that would only turn a quarter turn before hitting an obstruction. Next in line is the Soda Stream machine that I bought Mark. Probably pretty easy to assemble, but I worry. There is pressurized gas involved.