Ice Cream or Tool Sharpening, Take Your Pick


So I have been hearing this bell every day, or roughly every day, that sounds oddly like a mix between classic school bell and a really huge flag clanging against a pole. But it doesn’t go off in a steady rhythm and it tends to sound louder at some times than at others. So I was laying in bed this morning and I heard it, and so I asked Tom what it was. He told me it was a tool sharpening truck that comes by, like the ice cream truck except for tools.

“Come on, I’m not that gullible!” I said. (Yes, I am.) And he continued to try and tell me it was the tool sharpening truck. But he had this silly grin on his face as he was trying to tell me, very similar to the one he gets when he’s trying to pull one over on me, so I stood firm in my non-belief!

So he encouraged me to stare out the window in an attempt to see this “imaginary truck” as it went by. So, there I am, staring out the window, feeling like a silly sod, when all of a sudden Jim starts walking down the driveway with all our cutlery.

WHAT?

YES.

He wasn’t lying.

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