Love Handles
A woman at my work is always complaining how rubbish her hubby is at DIY but came home one day to find him standing on the landing beaming proudly. Their bedroom door had been in a sorry state so, as a surprise, he'd had been out, bought a new one and replaced it all by himself. At first she couldn't believe it (this was the man who had made a foot wide hole in the wall trying to put up a single picture hook). But he seemed to have done a bang up job this time. The door was standing ajar so she pushed and pulled it a bit to make sure it was firmly attached and was suitably amazed when it didn't fall off the hinges instead marvelling as it glided to and fro. Suddenly she had a thought and pulled it closed, sure that he would have put it on wonky and it would either stick or just bang off the frame, never to close again, but no, it shut perfectly with a click. She was absolutely flabbergasted. She congratulated him, thanked him and gave him a kiss.

With a beam of pride at the hubby she went to open the door again and found the handle wouldn't move. She looked at him and his face fell in utter heartbreak. She pushed down with all her might in case it was just a bit stiff but it wouldn't budge. She was just about to shout at him and ask how the bloody hell they were going to get into their bedroom when she was stuck by inspiration. She yanked the handle upwards and the door clicked open. He'd fitted them upside down.
( Gleeballs is mostly made out of chocolate and hate., Thu 3 Apr 2008, 20:05, 1 reply)

Not so much upside down
as on the wrong sides
(SpittyWoonerism, Fri 4 Apr 2008, 10:59, closed)