Amy the Chainsaw

Amy has arrived. A bunch of us shingled the neighbour's cabin and he gave us some money for the job, which we all agreed under torture to put towards a new chainsaw. All except Amy Basilli, who being absent from the conversation agreed because we all decided for her and didn't want to have to torture her too.

Amy heard about the chainsaw decision and teased me a bit about not including her in the discussion of what to do with the money but said (sort of) that she might as well go along with the gang. I did offer her the option I offered everyone else, which was $50, but who is going to say Yes I want the $50 when I've obviously got the saw purchase as the leading option. Nobody is going to be the first to break ranks and go for the cash. We all want a saw, yes we do, thanks Dad for the opportunity to say Yes.

Amy, however, had that Amy twinkle and wry smile breaking out when I gave her the option and I thought, "This girl might just go for it and lead the rest of the group into the cash option, destroying my chance to buy a saw". So I quickly came up with a compromise, which was to name the saw after her. Before she could say she wanted the money I inserted the naming rights opportunity, which she simply smiled at and agreed to. She is such a lovely person.

So I went out and bought a nice, new Stihl 290 and it will be named Amy.

Amy the chainsaw. How sweet it is. Thanks everybody.

Pa