I'm late to this party; just saw it.
I love what you are doing here and I decided that I would contribute...and then sat for 30 minutes trying to think of something funny to share or
say...and I was hitting blanks. Then I remembered a true story, and sat for another 30 minutes, wondering if this would be the one post of mine that
has been replaced by that blank, label stamp of disapproval on it.
But for you, OP, I'll risk it...
Years ago we bought an old house. It needed a new TV cable and so three young men came over to do the install. They were quite professional and
respectful. There was a problem, though, of how to get the new line in. There was a big thick line coming from the public portion, and they had set up
a new thick line inside of the house, from the sliding patio door to my desk.
The issue was how to connect the two lines, as the old line that was outside and then going through the wall, was quite old and thin looking. But
after testing the line, they determined that this line would work out just fine.
They explained that the wires within the cables in the past had the same interior gauge, and it was just the outer housing that had changed over the
years. As an old draftsman, I sort of got what he was saying, but my husband had not heard the explanation and so he could not understand how this
skinny wire linking the two could possibly work. So, the young man in charge tried patiently to explain it to him, but my husband kept saying that the
size was incorrect, pointing out the obvious difference in thickness between the two.
Finally, exasperated, I exclaimed, "It's not the rubber that counts! It's what's inside
the rubber that counts!"
Everyone, myself included, froze on the spot. No one spoke and no one moved. After a very long pause, the young man in charge politely said, "Ma'am,
I'm glad you said that and not me," to which we all burst out laughing.
I still laugh when I remember that moment.