…because they have this annoying habit of making stuff that works; unlike, say, English majors who can never quite turn the ingenious ideas in our their heads into some sort of objective reality (I’m saying this to her as I’m pulling our firstborn around on the sled that my wife improvised out of an Amazon.com shipping box and some ribbon*).
So she looks at me and says “Three words. Tacoma. Narrows. Bridge.”
I wittily go “Huh?”
She says “Get thee hence to Google.”
Concrete shouldn’t do that.
*As you probably have gathered, my wife is an engineer.