You watched too many tik toks and evidently never had a guitar looked by a tech: 200$ is gonna get you at best a couple hours of work and a new set of strings.
Anything else is just an articulate fantasy to hide the fact you got rage baited by a 4chan post like a noob.

Well thanks for being the litmus paper in this argument, if you don’t already know there is a nice com in c/guitars, come hang out!

To give you an analogy, it would be like giving up your car because some guy changed the lightbulbs in your headlights. That is literally reversible.

As I already said, a guitar tech can bring it back to its original state for free or a small fee in a matter of minutes. If you refuse to play it instead then its on you.

Yeah probably the wife went to the guitar tech and asked “can you please make this better” and they gave it the classic fret leveling and crowning for a lower action and probably not much more for 200$. But the downvote mob already picked its side in this story so I’m not even gonna bother correcting them.

As a guitar player, you get so much used to how the instrument feels in your hand while you play it that even something that should make it better ends up making it feeling worse.

That said, if the husband really loved that guitar the way it was, he could have brought it back to the luthier, have them undo their job. Stop playing it altogether was his decision and acting like that seems like a “punishment” for their spouse. That would be childish and borderline toxic behavior.

Shut up tankie

Another case of “anyone slightly more left wing than me is a tankie, anyone slightly more right wing is a fascist” while we all boil in the same real-life-gray-area soup

So what you’re saying is literally every single girl you hit on told you to f right off?
Because if that’s true then it might be time to change strategy…

The first time I asked my future wife out she said no to me. Straight no, I felt so bad that day. And the reason was that it felt unnatural at the moment, we were getting closer and I jumped to conclusions too fast.

I guess the moral of the story is you can get a second chance.

I spent years getting frustrated on the apps, now I’m ending up marrying my best friend’s sister who I’ve known for 16 years and I was always too afraid to ask out. Turned out she was feeling the same way.
Life’s weird when you’re socially awkward.

“They were never used as I kept forgetting them at home, so to my great-grandchildren I leave this mountain of semi-decomposed disposable bags I never threw away just in case”