Ok, here we go. My wife has a ton of faults, working outside is not one of them. Had a few oaks dropped in the yard. Screw paying to haul it off, I’m splitting wood for the horrible Florida winters(did this before with 11 trees). My wife has her own chainsaw (bought it for her, she likes to use it, keeps my saws out of the dirt). Also has her own backpack blower and hedge trimmer. I won the lottery She has this new thing about wanting to know how to use the yard equipment. How to mix oil and gas, how to add fuel stabilizer, how to replace, tighten chains, etc So I showed her how to change chains, tighten them, stressed the importance of bar oil, all that shit. Did I mention I had a few oaks taken down? She had her area, I had mine, wasn’t comfortable working close together. I’d stop, tighten and sharpen chain and keep going. At one point I asked her if she was minding the saw, yup. Looked good to me. Fast forward to all the branches are burned, we’re splitting wood. She’s been keeping her scwrench in her bra (no pics), and she’s been tightening the chain with the saw running. Maybe I’m a puss, but I had to put a stop to it, I don’t want to be known as the guy married to Mrs stubby, Mrs McClaw, or just the guy with a wife in a wheelchair. Bitch argued with me, told her be safe or go inside and be done. Tl;dr. Wife tightens chainsaw chains while running. Sent from my iPad using Tapatalk