Why Liz is smarter than me...

So the other day Liz and I went to the store to purchase a new BBQ. Having been put to shame by my friend Andy's grill, as well as having endured one too many ruined meals on my old POS, I broke down and spent the $250 required to have 'nice' things. In this case, a super-duper, 4 burner job with an extra side burner! Thinking things through to almost the appropriate level of completeness, I asked the stock boy how big the box would be for my new toy, as I have an Acura that can't handle large things (ask me about the patio furniture...). He walked us over and showed it to me, and without even blinking an eye, I immediately ascertained it's exact dimensions, volume and weight - all without even knowing the exact dimensions of the car it was to fit into, and decreed that it would indeed "fit."

Fast forward to the car. Upon lifting this monsterous box into the opening in my TL's trunk, I immediately realized the error that I had made. Thoughts of having to call in a favor from a coworker with a truck race through my head, as I begin to make mental plans to go and test drive that SUV that I have been meaning to look at since the last Home Depot incident...(the patio furniture). While I am desperately trying to figure out at what angle this bloody, oversized box will go into the car, Liz just remains at the side of the car, thinking quitely.

As we lift the box down, back toward the floor, a very nice Coloradian (If that ain't a word, I am going with it..like Maritan) with his SUV calls to us from his window - "you guys need some help? I live near here and wouldn't mind helping you get that home.." At this point, I am really close to saying yes! But Liz has another idea, and thanks him but politely declines his help.

At this point, Liz, the one with the significantly higher SAT scores than me, says "Why don't you just unpack the box?" And with that, my face moves fluidly from the look of frustration to enlightenment, and then breaks down into complete disbelief - and I admit, that had she not been there, I would probably have either, a) taken the SUV guy up on the offer of a lift, or b) ended up watching the sunset while waiting for my buddy with the truck.