You can call me McGyver. Earlier this evening I fixed a 50 year old bathtub with a combination of parts stripped from odds and ends, sheer determination and a minmal amount of swearing.
I don’t care if you are impressed or not, I am. Somehow it worked.
And on a note that is only going to be understood by some, I have an overwhelming urge to shout “Back off man, I am a scientist!”