I have just spent the past fifteen minutes out of my now already Much Reduced Life-time attempting to untangle the garden-hose in this photo. A quarter of an hour ago.... Good Grief!!!... it was one mad-mass of knots. Now, it is rather arabesque though it still refuses to coil nicely up into a well ordered ring by the faucet.
I bought this particular type of garden-hose because, it had come Highly Recommended. Roberto, of the Gragnola hardware-store, said this new-fangled garden-hose would be less prone to sprouting those annoying & unexpected leaks, thanks to its super-strength nylon re-inforced tubing. Fine. I am the proud owner of three other long lengths of garden-hose with a stunning array of leaks. In the meantime, the darn 25 meter length of re-inforced nylon tubing knots up like crazy... BECAUSE... the darn thing won't automatically coil-up. It twists & turns & curls to its own secret notion of coiling. I do not deserve this. I am already socked-in by an hysterical builder, who is now 17 days late with Phase III. Must I suffer the same from what it supposed to be an inanimate object in service to Man?
So, I think, if there really is A God... and I do so sorely hope on so many other urgent arguments... and, adding the annoying fact of our being smack dab in the middle of 2011, the time has come for the market to have an auto-coil, knot-less garden-hose!!! Am I asking too much here? Gads.
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