In my house, I am treated like someone who's undergone years of technical training to troubleshoot any issues occurring with anything that has a plug attached. In fact, I just have many years experience of fucking about with things until they work. I'm fairly sure it's like that for most of us. Earlier today, I had to interrupt working, to attend to my wife and daughter, as the laptop my daughter was on a classroom google chat with had frozen, they just sat there looking at it until I switched it off and on again. Exact same thing always happens when the WiFi stops working.
On the one hand, it does my head in, but on the other, at least it stops the females from breaking the important stuff.
A prime recent example of this happened recently, actually. Mrs Woody bought a special new hoover to suck up the mountains of dog hair that Mabel produces daily. It got blocked and was sucking nothing up. I offered to look at it, but was unavailable to do it immediately (was on the bog). Mrs Woody decided that, as a feminist, she'd have a go at fixing it herself, rather than wait 15 mins for me, with my years of fixing experience and shed-full of fixing equipment. By the time I'd finished my ablutions, Mrs Woody had managed to stick a knitting needle (woman's tool of choice), right through the hose. I ended up unblocking it in the bath with the tap. Luckily the big hole in the wall of the hose doesn't seem to affect it (yet)
