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I am sorry that did not go as well as you hoped, your bit of dialogue gave me a chuckle, though.
I tried getting my ex-girlfriend to help me with some things and I never understood why it was so difficult. One time I was just fixing my laptop on my bedroom floor, not knowing where else to work on it. I had dozens of screws organized according where they had been in the car, and then she walked right between me and my computer parts, dragging her feet, kicking my screws all over. I yelled at her, she acted hurt, asked why I was doing that on the floor anyway, and then said "All of the screws are still there. You did not lose any!"
"You could not possibly know that!"
I broke up with her. She called the police and sued me.
Good times.
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