Well this is going to be pretty much a riddle to most but I have to start somewhere.
Have you ever been called a “wrench”?
Ever had to “wrench”, having no idea what to do but you attempted it anyway.
“Wrenching” because there wasn’t any other solution.
Well Saturday I encountered the masses of the above.
Left Stranded Holding a cell phone and credit card.
The thing that I relied on and cared for every day-for a while, left me.
Just abruptly left me.
Faced with nothing except the real honest to goodness truth.
I turned into a “wrench”.
I had to. I had no choice.
I had to be the “wrench” because there wasn’t options.
Maybe there was an option but I didn’t know how long I would have to wait-didn’t know what I would be waiting for-could have ended up being nothing more than another “wrench” in the gear.
So
I threw on the tool belt
Dug in my heels
And “wrenched” on it.
What am I?
Have you ever been called a “wrench”?
Ever had to “wrench”, having no idea what to do but you attempted it anyway.
“Wrenching” because there wasn’t any other solution.
Well Saturday I encountered the masses of the above.
Left Stranded Holding a cell phone and credit card.
The thing that I relied on and cared for every day-for a while, left me.
Just abruptly left me.
Faced with nothing except the real honest to goodness truth.
I turned into a “wrench”.
I had to. I had no choice.
I had to be the “wrench” because there wasn’t options.
Maybe there was an option but I didn’t know how long I would have to wait-didn’t know what I would be waiting for-could have ended up being nothing more than another “wrench” in the gear.
So
I threw on the tool belt
Dug in my heels
And “wrenched” on it.
What am I?
I call myself a "wrench", in fact...since I'm an aircraft mechanic by trade.
Others might call me a wretch.
(They're just jealous...)