I about forgot to tell you that the very next day after you posted this I heard my wife say, "Hey, come and look at this on Facebook. It's a T-shirt for surveyors' wives."
My wife wants one.
Her comment, "obviously a world wide problem".
Many years ago when Leica was Wild, we bought some Wild gear and they gave out free T shirts.
Nice white ones with a logo in large letters.
"I'm a Wild man"
She inserted Wo in front of man and proudly wore it for years.
Guess it caused a few raised eyebrows.
My husband needs one of those! They need to make it "Surveyor's Spouse"
That would cover male or female surveyors' spouse.
Richard, post: 326397, member: 833 wrote: My wife wants one.
Her comment, "obviously a world wide problem".Many years ago when Leica was Wild, we bought some Wild gear and they gave out free T shirts.
Nice white ones with a logo in large letters.
"I'm a Wild man"
She inserted Wo in front of man and proudly wore it for years.
Guess it caused a few raised eyebrows.
My wife ordered one for herself, she got the confirmation that it shipped and will be here Tuesday. Ill post pics if I can get her to model.
I just checked it and the site said they are taking reservations for another printing, just need 7 more! Looked like a great present for the upcoming anniversary, and since nothing is to good for my, eh, better half, I reserved one.
just need 7more!
I reserved one yesterday and before I did it said 7 more. Doesn't sound like their counting system means much.
Hopefully they're not taking people for a ride! Me included.
Is that site legitimate?
Mrs.Roadhand and her new duds
Interesting; as I am moving home after 3 years of working 160 miles from my house. I'm going to flipping burgers on nite shift or being a janitor or anyplace that will hire a 59 yr old almost deaf guy with heart disease and diabetic with a very specialized skill set. The good pay is not worth the stress of being away from home. This may be my last post here, it's been fun
re: "No, I don't know when he'll be home".
My dad was a surveyor. Back in the day when he would go out, my mom would ask him when he would be home, instead of saying "I don't have a clue" he would say something like "6:13" or some precise time.
Fast forward many years later I had to check out of our office to go to a meeting. The office I worked at, at the time, had a big sign-out board with our names, a place for where we were going and a place to put our estimated time back. And of course, having inherited dear old dad's sense of humor, I put down something like "3:16" for my return time. I didn't even think about it after that, and when I walked back in to the office, Jim saw me and said "Hey Francis Tom's back". I looked at him with a face that said what's that all about. Well it seems as though Francis (who was not a big fan of Tom the surveyor) made a big deal of me putting down an exact time. (like " What an idiot, how can he know exactly what time he will get back in to the office" type of things). Apparently I walked in right at that 3:16 time I had randomly written down. Funny how a non-plan comes together sometimes.
