On Saturday, January 30, 2021 at 11:47:05 AM UTC-5, Jack wrote:
On 1/29/2021 5:30 PM, bob wrote:
My gosh, you're pretty abusive to people offering you good advice, and
asking relevant questions. It seems like you're the one who wants her to
have a workbench, and then require her to use it, so long as it fits
your needs.

Come on man, take what information others are providing to you, digest
them without regurgitating them back to the responder first, and then
ask more questions if needed. But don't be abusive or sound arrogant in
your replies. You're the one who asked for help.....
This is his MO. Nothing new. He not only asked for help, but gave zero
pertinent info like what it would be used for, height of user and so on.
Then as people answer him, he ekes out more info whilst belittling those
trying to help him.

The best is he's supposedly been a woodworker for 35 years, you'd think
he would be answering the questions rather than asking. Then, he
"builds" a cheesy "workbench" with his credit card... Yuck!

I put *everything* on my credit card. I get 1%-3% back on *everything* I buy.
It just makes financial sense. Helps keep my credit score above 825 too.

"He" didn't build a cheesy workbench. "We" built a cheesy workbench. As in
my daughter and I. The daughter that, up until Friday night, didn't have flat
surface in her basement suitable for stirring a can of paint or a place to stash
her small, but growing, set of tools.

I've got a grand total of about 3 hours (including shopping) into the thing. The
most important time was the 1.5 hours of bonding/teaching time with my daughter
(with SWMBO lovingly watching over us) and now my daughter has *something* to
use as she learns the in-and-outs of DIY around her first house - a 1935 house that
sure could use a little TLC.

Scoff all you want. We had a fantastic weekend and we got a lot done, including
using the workbench for more than just bonding. Sure, I could have bought her
a folding table and threw it in a corner. "There you go. Stir all the paint you want."

Instead, I helped her *build her own workbench*. I'm sure you can understand the
difference between someone buying her a folding table and someone helping her
build her own workbench.

She knows perfectly well that it's not a high-end furniture making workbench. That's
not what she needs right now - or maybe ever. We agreed that she will use the
workbench to figure out what works and what doesn't. Too high? Too low? Too wide?
Too short? Do you want drawers in next one? Maybe shelves? Will it be for woodworking?
Arts and crafts? We don't know yet, but in the meantime she has a dedicated area to use
for projects and to figure out what she likes - or doesn't like.

For all I know, she'll decide that DIY isn't for her. Maybe the only DIY she'll get into is
taking out all the screws that she put in and tossing the whole thing in her fire pit.
On the other hand, maybe she'll get so into it that her first workbench will morph
into her first outfeed table. I don't care either way. What I do know is that she sure
seemed happy to be building and using her own workbench this weekend.

That's all that really matters to me.