It's an absolute wonder how anybody can get anything done nowadays. Nobody has a hand to spare. My wife was on the phone the other day, and I heard her say, "Oh, you must have your hands full."
I tried to enter into an agreement yesterday, but the dealer's price was slightly high. The deal couldn't go through because his hands were tied.
Everywhere you look, it's one or the other. Hands are either tied or full, usually full, and that makes them less than handy. In fact it encumbers the rest of life.
Full hands and tied hands go hand in hand evidently. How's your mother? Oh, her hands are full. Is she going to move into that new house? Well she really can't because her hands are tied. Maybe your father could help. No, he's got enough on his plate. Well, maybe he should take stuff off his plate. He would, but he can't 'cause his hands are full.
Maybe he should hire someone to help. He would, but he's living hand to mouth right now. That must be difficult with both hands full. It's even tougher with one hand tied behind his back. He tried to get a loan from the bank, but because of credit problems, the banks hands are tied, too. Besides, he thinks they're heavy handed in their dealings with him.
Well, he's not asking for a hand out. He is trying to get a loan. Yeah but the bank is high handed, and they wouldn't give a handout since their hands are tied.
Look, I'm sorry to hear all that, but the real reason for my call is that I need a hand in dealing with the state. Oh, I wish I could help but I've got my own problems. Are your hands full or tied? Both. I've got four harassment claims, and though I can win one handily, in another one the employee won't let me investigate. She thinks something's afoot. Don't change the subject.
She's tied my hands. No she hasn't. By law, you have to investigate. You've got to talk to her and lead her by the hand so she'll understand. I'm tellin' you, she's handcuffed me. How do you eat? I barely do. It's a real handicap.
You've got to get a handle on this. I've got a great handbook with a six-step process... Well, hand it over. It doesn't belong to me. My hands are tied. Want me to talk to your boss? Can't he see the handwriting on the wall? After all, even he understands that a bird in the hand...
I'd applaud you but my hands are tied.
Well, so long as they're not full.
And so it goes. It's a wonder I was even able to type this, but it's easier with fancy footwork...
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