I asked my dad what he wanted for Father's Day.

He just sighed, looked at the garage door, and said, 'Honestly? Just 10 minutes alone with the power drill, and maybe to finally figure out where that missing Philips head screwdriver went after the great fence-mending of 2017.'

My dad spends more time in his garage than he does in the living room.

I'm pretty sure he's not just fixing things, he's actively trying to achieve enlightenment through socket wrench organization.

I wanted to get my dad the perfect Father's Day gift this year.

So I just subtly moved his favorite wrench one slot over in his toolbox. He'll be happily perplexed for hours.

For Father's Day, I got my dad a fancy new digital thermometer for his grill, thinking it would help him achieve perfect temperatures every time.

He just glanced at it, put his hand over the flames, and said, 'Hi, hot, I'm Dad, and I can tell this isn't hot enough yet!'