There's nobody I admire more than someone who knows their tools, unless it's someone who also collects them. And by the way, you don't have to be a guy to be a tool nut. My wife, for example, is a fabulous eyewear mechanic and has what I believe to be the world's largest collection of screwdrivers under two inches long.
You may be a tool nut too if…
You know that the generic name for a Crescent wrench is an adjustable open end wrench.
You view gardening as an excuse to use your reciprocating saw to prune trees.
You've gone on YouTube with your own ten worst things to buy at Harbor Freight.
You know Milwaukee for their tools, not their beer. Although I'm told it is equally good.
While in the bank your wife discovers, horror of horrors, there's still a red rag hanging out of your back pocket.
You believe that armed with nothing more than a spray can of WD 40 and a roll of duct tape you can fix anything. If something doesn't move or open you use the WD 40 and if it does move but shouldn't, that's where the duct tape comes in.
You're playing a word association game and when I say "Irwin" you say Vise grips, when I say yellow you say DeWalt, and when I say washer and dryer you say, "Not in my shop!"
You've dusted your house with the aid of an air compressor.
You think the biggest problems we face as a nation are rounded off bolt heads, rust, the metric system and not enough counter space in the shop.
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