Where are my calipers?

So I’m back from Lucca! I wasn’t there for long, because I had to head home early for a medical emergency of a family member (everything is fine! don’t worry!). So I only spent one day there instead of two, as originally intended. But wow! What a show! I heard that at some point there are 250.000 daily visitors. The whole city if full of people in awesome costumes … If you ever have a chance to go there, don’t pass on it!

About today’s strip: Everyone who appreciates tools has a horror story like that. Of course, you have to choose your battles. For instance, my wife likes to use our kitchen scales as a storage space for whatever happens to lay around in the kitchen. It used to annoy me, because, by golly, it is a measuring instrument not a repository! At a certain point I decided to not care about it anymore, because It’s just not worth fretting over a 20 dollar scale, that may be 2% off due to mistreatment.

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7 comments on “Where are my calipers?
  1. Joshua says:

    Hans really must learn that you ask before borrowing a tool and you must return it in better condition than when you borrowed it.

    But for once, it wasn’t Chuck! I’m shocked! Shocked I tell you! Well, not that shocked.

  2. DeanRW says:

    This is one of my favourites. The last panel is indeed a subtle shock for anyone caring for their own tools. Hans’ grin is almost outrageous. 🙂

  3. Ben says:

    …but it kind of fits well on the nut… 😮

  4. ThunderClaw says:

    Juilo should clobber him with a monkey wrench for doing that

  5. Jan Olieslagers says:

    Good to see Hans back in picture. I like to see a world of many people, and as diverse as they could be. Sally might well get a bit more prime time, too.

  6. JP says:

    This, more than any other comic of yours, is horrifying. Just the thought of using one of my father’s beloved “venereal calameters” as a wrench is enough to make my heart go cold. Well done.

  7. L says:

    This will bring fear, terror and possibly tears to the heart of anyone who uses precision tools. Yikes.
    Well done, gentlemen!

    It also reminds me of the horrific day when I witnessed a not-so-bright friend of mine hammering on the handle of a “1/2-inch breaker bar” to loosen a rusted lug nut just to find out he was using my 1/2-inch torque wrench. Needless to say, he is not my friend anymore.

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