Area man Jim Friesen spent the good part of an afternoon this weekend trying to find the end of a roll of tape.
“It was as smooth as an uncut watermelon,” explained Friesen. “There was simply no way of finding where the tape began … or ended.”
Friesen tried a number of techniques, but neither his remarkable sense of sight or feel were any match for this roll of packing tape.
“In the end I just sliced a new one,” said Friesen. “Of course, as soon as I did that I found the tape-end about an inch or so later.”
Friesen says he thought of recruiting his wife Erin to help out, who normally has an eagle-eye for this sort of thing, but it was too big a threat on his manhood to admit defeat so easily.
“That’s as bad as asking for directions,” said Friesen. “No, no. Spending 5 plus hours fighting with box tape is much better.”