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Thursday, March 19, 2026

From Chippie to Nailist

Leckie tradie commiserates with chippie tradie…

Woodi: You won’t believe it, my best apprentice just quit.
Sparky: Quit? What happened? Too many splinters?
Woodi: Said carpentry was too rough on his hands. Can you imagine: Hammering nails, he said, was bad for his cuticles.
Sparky: Cuticles? Ha! Did he start painting his nails too?
Woodi: Aye, he did. Came in with a glossy finish, like varnish on mahogany.
Sparky: Maybe he’s finding a new path. People change. Transgendering?
Woodi: Could be. He said carpentry wasn’t his calling anymore.
Sparky: So what’s he chasing now?
Woodi: Said he might become a nailist. You know—working on nails, not wood.
Sparky: From hammering nails to polishing them. Quite the career pivot.
Woodi: At least he took himself off. I didn’t have to fire him.
Sparky: Fair enough. Better to leave than to stay miserable.
Woodi: Still, I’ll miss his energy. He was quick with a saw, but slower with a brush.
Sparky: Maybe he’ll be quick with a brush now. Different kind of brush, mind you.
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Voice-over
Different strokes for different folks, ne c’est pas? Chippie needs a hammer, Nailist needs a file?