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Despite the long-popular jokes about guys, I believe directions are good. I take them well from my boss and the traffic reporters on the radio.

I taught my son to read them before assembling model cars, and hey, I even try to follow the ones Linda provides to me about life in general.

Of course, when I say “try to follow,” I mean, “at least nod along with.”

So when Linda bought a nice new clock for the dining room and asked me to put it on the wall, I was just a little nervous about it, because I wasn’t sure if clocks came with instructions.

What are the steps I need to take? What tools might I need? Do I need to watch HGTV to get some tips? Is there a show called “Mount My Clock”?

I plunged in anyway, and was happy to find that the clock came with a folded sheet of clear directions, written on command by someone employed at the clock company to do just that, and I’ll make them even more concise:

Whew! Thank you!

I’m glad whoever wrote these important directions has a job, because everyone should be working. Except, perhaps, for the clownhead who decided such instructions were necessary in the first place. Was this the same person who put a sticker on the lawn mower that tells us not to use it to trim hedges? Is Grandfather Clock from “Captain Kangaroo” shaking his head in shame?

I thought about doing the complicated installation backward, just to Show The Man, but then I figured I had a good chance of breaking something. Not worth the laugh. I did get the clock up on the dining room wall, and it went a lot smoother than I had feared.

(Don’t tell Linda, but I set it a minute off, just to Show The Woman. Ha!)

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