You buy a gun rack for you truck to carry your metal detectors..You make a deal to mow your neighbors yard so you can detect it... Your metal detector cost more than the truck you drive....You spend more time at the park than your kids do...You always pick up pennies you see even if it takes bending down more than once....
I actually do some of the stuff that has been posted here, This is to funny.. (did I mention my nail collection?)
...you were in grade school and everyone told you that there was no such thing as buried treasure but you decided to prove them wrong and have 44 cents in clad to show for it.
You can fit an MD in a gun rack !?!!??!?!?!? I am so there !!!
....Your wife approaches you in "scant" clothing, and you tell her, "it's too late, I have my digging jeans on.".
....you realize that suddenly, in the face of harsh reality, the humor has gone out of a post like this.
OR....your wife reads a post like this and starts to cry. Taking several hours to calm down.
.....your wife refers to herself as (I'm quoting here) a "metal detecting widow", and begins to seriously contemplate starting a 12-step support group.
....you end up in a rain-saturated cornfield, in VERY soft soil, over what is quite possibly a sinkhole - trying to tell yourself, "Just how deep can mud go anyway??".
P.S. - the driving ones hit a little close to home, I blame cabin fever, but I have come close to getting in an accident about four times in the last month because I have seen a house with OLD architecture.
You know oyu're addicted when..... You can relate to almost all of these posts!!!!!!
You ever try to stuff dirty coins in a parking meter 'cause thats all you got left?
Greg
.....you get through the carpet in the livingroom, only to realize that you're gonna' need a chainsaw to get to whatever is beeping down there.
....you dig a SIXTY FOOT DEEP hole in your front yard that the fire department has to tell you to fill in because it is a danger to the adjoining roadway.
....sleep becomes secondary to the back-breaking physical labor of digging hole after hole after hole after.......
-When the truck backing up is about to hit you and you look down instead of moving.
-When you get caught rifling through the take a penny tray at 7-11
-When someone offers you a quarter for the parking meter and you turn to them and go beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.
-When you regress to walking on all fours.
-When your girlfriend realizes that the earrings you gave her for Christmas are pulltabs
-When you hallucinate that your girfriends nipples are actual silver dollars
-When you come home from the mall soaking wet from falling in the wishing pool
-When you leave the house in winter dressed like Ralphies little brother in A Christmas Story
-When your wife mysteriously starts using the phrase fit as a cucumber
-When you fart sand
...when you have a boot full of rubish in different bags from different parks and schools in the hope that one day the local council will pay you for the service you do.
...you are on t'net while your girlfriend sleeps in the bed behind you (happening right now).
...When a day out with the girlfriend is you 'tecting and her digging. (won't happen when I get the ex2-we'll both be teceting and digging)!
(Its past 1am I just spent AU$1000 on an explorer 2 on ebay so I'll be awake for a while!).
You KNOW you're addicted to metal detecting when you've gone through the pain & agony of digging out "your wife's" gold and silver tooth fillings! Hey, to dig out your own would just be plain nuts! Gotta draw the line somewhere......lol