My wife used to tell our young daughters about how, when single, she hung pictures in her apartment using her high-heels to drive brads into the wall and how she unscrewed the battery cover on the alarm clock using a butter knife as a screwdriver.
I guess her stories rang home on our younger daughter. When she got her first apartment, she asked me for a tool box and her first purchase was an electric drill. Her engineer husband still jokes that he married her because she was the first girl friend he ever had who had her own tools.
We all had a good laugh when I found this on the interweb...
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