(Not in the happiest of moods this morning, my damned wireless keyboard decided it was going on strike. But intermittently.)
We're on our walk this morning. The discussion turns to some of the requests he's been getting for work. Then I ask him "what about the guy and the check valves?" Check valves keep things from moving or something, Brian sells these hydraulic links that automatically adjust instead of manually. These links run from valves. (Bear with me, I'm not an expert in this and this is just what I think happens...) They lift equipment. There is sometimes "leakage". This doesn't mean they actually leak anything, they just kind of drop down. Honestly, no matter how many times he's tried explaining it to me, I'm lost. Every. Time. Brian does not like check valves. They are not something he sells. His products are made to float, not be static. The check valves keep them from floating. So....I think that maybe kinda explains this.
So, he starts explaining that this guy isn't sure about using check valves. And then he starts droning on about industry standards for acceptable leakage, how one tractor maker measures the leakage in "teaspoons" and another manufacturer measures in "drops". And he goes on.
Me: ~starts to laugh
Him: ~keeps talking about technical specs
Me: ~punches him in the arm
Him: ~looks at me, sees I'm laughing
Him: What?
Me: I kinda feel like Penny and Leonard right now
Him: ~laughs
Him: ~continues on about technical specs