Teejus

Folks that was reared in the country just kinda naturally know how to do country "stuff".

They can build fence, drive tractors, plant seed, pull calves, and handle whatever the day may bring.

The humble ranch hand reared up in the country, but we was too poor to own chickens, much less have cows or machinery.

Now comes the time that the old one moves to the sainted wilderness of NW Williamson county to reside in daily pleasure at Gabriel Mills.

Does our neophyte "rancher" intuitively know the way of ranch life and all that it entails?

HELL NO!

One example: My incredibly talented and generous bro'law installed an automated gate to our place. Punch the button on the remote, enter the code on the gate key pad, and you are officially "IN"! What a modern convenience (especially if one ever had the exquisite pleasure of opening/closing a TAUT/TIGHT barbed wire fence gap that Grandaddy engineered?)

Only problem is.......the technology aspect of the sucka is what my Dad would call "teejus". Don't know what word Dad was reaching for, but I know the meaning. The diodes, chips, wires, welding, (WHATEVER???) gets outa whack bout once a month and the son-gun gets uppidity.

It don't close all the way, it don't open all the way, it gets the nervous quivers????? I don't know. There is just a gate ghost that thrives on aggravation?????'

The fumble brain ranch hand always seems to figger it out, but I wasn't persactly lookin' for a Phd in gate ranchology????