Oh. My. God.
Wish I had a d ollar for everytime I heard that.
I remember one time specifically, must have been 20 years ago, but I remember it like it was yesterday... long story short, the lightbulb kept burning out. Handled it okay for the first few times, then got more and more pissed each time it happend. well the bulb burning out finally got to him. He crawled very calmly from under the truck, then proceeded to swing the light by the cord and totally demolished it against the side of the truck...about 10 times in a row. That was the end of the night right there. Woke up the next morning to my dad yarding me outta bed "gotta new work light, let's go!"
Oh goody, sounds like fun dad.