The male mind, not something to be messed with. If you were to mess with it, it would only shut down the neurons required for rational thinking, and super charge the nuerons in charge of stupidity and bulls*** I can say I am fully guilty of this happening to me. It can be stimulated by many things. The most prominent is the false belief that if something is broken, we can fix it. Even more so if it is something electronic or motorized.
Our wives or girlfriends tell us that the DVD player isn't working. We tell her its not a problem and pop off the casing. Now the DVD players exposed insides are showing all full of green circuit boards, and multi-colored thingys and other pill-shaped doo-dads and wires. Sweat beads on our foreheads. Our wives and girlfriends are standing over us, watching. We turn our heads slighty to face them and point at some strange device inside with our screwdriver telling her what exactly it is and what it does. Pure Bulls*** We don't have a clue what that blue thing is, let alone what it does, but we lie because we want women to be impressed. We secretly hope they talk to their friends and tell them how intelligent we are.
Further probing into the device we come across the disc reader, or laser eye, and we grab it and wiggle it to try and pry it loose. Our wives and girlfriends warn us about the yellow caution sticker on the side of it mentioning something about radiation. We comfort her by telling her that the warning is for amateurs. Now aware of the label, we quickly move to another part of the machine, telling her that the laser eye is in perfect working condition. We put the case back on, and replace all of the screws, realizing two are missing. We figure that two screws out of four is enough. We pick the unit up, and hear the unmistakable sound of something small and metallic rattling around inside the machine, which we quickly ignore. We turn it around and blow into all of the input holes on the back, and we wiggle the power cord where it enters the machine. We proclaim loudly, that everything in the back looks fine. Again with the Bulls***ing because anything short of a large charred burn hole that was smoking would go unnoticed as normal. We plug it into the wall and hit the power button, and nothing happens. We figure, rather ignorantly, if we push the button a few more times it might work, and when that doesn't work, we push the button hard and hold it in for about ten seconds, just to show the player, we mean business. The machine still fails to start. Our next genius manuever is to open the machine back up and start banging things with the end of our screwdriver. Our wives and girlfriends protest, and we rectify our actions by saying it can't hurt it, because its not like it was working before. Eventually we will give up, giving the excuse that it was made in a foreign country, or that it is a piece of crap, or that it must be some new-fangled contraption that you've never seen before. Same thing pretty much with any other household appliance. We can fix it, and if we can't we can buy a better one. At the very least we can render it unserviceable by a qualified repair technician. You need to understand mens' mentality. If the plumbing is leaking, we are willing to allow the basement to fill up with water, before we call someone who can actually fix the problem.-