Cutural Cure

My car / automobile today broke down on the way home -- perhaps ten minutes' walk away from our front door. My response was: "I'll have to call the garage in the morning." Wife E.'s response (now being at home) was: "We'll go and fix it! When are we going?" I said: "I don't fix cars!" However, with the help of a torch / flashlight, a Swiss knife, and a few phone calls, we succeeded in fixing it. It was a problem in the fuel line. OBSERVATION: I would think that, in this case, hers was more of a cultural response than a personal one. In her culture, you fix it, no matter what.