You might say Jeb was a bit of a nerd. At 21 he'd never had a relationship with a member of the fairer sex. Or any sex for that matter. High school was a disaster when it came to relationships. When all the others went off to Saturday night dances Jeb stayed home, locked up in his room playing with his woodworking set. He had saws, hammers, chisels, every kind of woodworking tool imaginable.
Jeb's parents thought their son a little strange but he kept out of trouble so they said little about it. When he entered college, Jeb joined the Whittler's Workshop, an after school non-credit woodworking club. Each fall, the WW held a competition among it's students where, based on detailed instructions, the students undertook specific projects. Jeb, given his long history of woodworking thought the competition would be a breeze.
He set to work. He reviewed the instructions, collected his wood and began his project. He used his hand saw and hammer, his adz and auger, his callipers and chisels, not to mention his planes and pocket knives.
But that wasn't enough. Jeb decided to go beyond the instructions and use his boring angle brace and hand drill to create a beautiful series of holes with his woodworking instruments, the likes of which no one had ever seen before.
Jeb was quite confident he'd sway the judges, particularly the cute blonde who had been carefully watching him while he bored holes into his creation.
"What do you think?" asked Jeb. "Are you impressed enough to go out with me?"
"Never" said the judge, regarding Jeb's hole-filled masterpiece. "You're simply too boring."
The prompt at Studio30+ this week was boring. I hope this post isn't and that it augers well.