Like me, my boyfriend is a designer and as such a very competent one.
He knows how to mill steel with a tolerance of 1/100 of a mm, and how to cut foamcore boards and how to spray paint with precision.
But like a lot of men, he pretends to understand ABSOLUTELY NOTHING about how the world of sewing works. Sewing machine: COMPLICATED! (Precision mill: Not so complicated.)
The other day he was overwatching me crocheting, got inspired and started sketching on an alternative rabbit design. Came up with a very cute rabbit sketch. Then he asked me to make it; I told him to make it himself, and then he said with a small voice and kind of big eyes..."but I don't KNOW how to crochet..!"
I told hime exactly how ridiculos he was, since he normally learns how to do anything steel-, wood- or paper related within a couple of minutes and since crocheting is, honestly, not THAT hard.
(The beginning of a beautiful Rabbit)
Fair enough. He got my point, then he learnt some basics and is now crocheting his rabbit. We're now sitting side by side crocheting in the evenings. Very cozy, I think.
(Even though he murmured something the other evening about "feeling castrated."