Filled with great anticipation and glee, She hung a hummingbird feeder off the corner of their back deck. She asked, “How long will it take the hummingbirds to find it?”
He answered. “I don’t know. Could be this week. Could be next year.”
She said, “Could be today — yes?”
He said, “I wouldn’t count on that.”
She gave him a direct order. “Get me hummingbirds!”
He said, “It doesn’t work that way dear, you have to be patient.”
She said, “I will patiently stand right here at this window until a humming bird arrives.”
He said, “I wouldn’t advise that.” And then he opened his computer and went to work and didn’t even care that she was standing right there at that window waiting.
No hummingbirds arrived. She was very sad.
This morning she got up and walked into the dining room. She saw the hummingbird feeder outside the window and crossed the room to stare at it. A hummingbird buzzed the feeder, however it did not feed. It flew around and around the contraption, seemingly agitated, and then it left without so much as a sip.
She said, “I have hummingbirds but they don’t know how to eat from the feeder! Get me smart hummingbirds.”
He said, “Be patient. They will figure it out.”
She said, “Go out there and teach them how to do it right.”
He just gave her that look and went back to his spread sheets and data input.
She spent most of the day giving play-by-plays of the hummingbird’s visits to the feeder. Right about sunset two humming birds finally figured the contraption out and had a nice supper before bed. She is still convinced they’d have gotten it much faster if he had helped them.