You've Been WINCHA'd!
The other night my site mate, Amanda, and I were walking home from a juice shop committee meeting [she just started a KICK ASS juice shop in the market with a group of special education kids that she's been working with for the past two years. The shop is doing AMAZING and it's my new hang out spot.]. Anyhow, we were strolling along on our usual path when I noticed something on the ground. Looking closer, I realized it was a wincha ! Or, as you Americans might know it as, a tape measure. Earlier that day I had found myself in need of a wincha and didn't have one. In fact, I really don't have any tools of my own. As my trainings have died down, my actual projects are picking up and set of basic tools would definitely be useful in getting things done as well as in earning the respect of the people I work with (that part depends more on me knowing how to use the tools properly than it does on actually having them but I'm working on that, too). Basically, I needed tha...