03 January, 2007
Airing of Grievances: The Landscaper Edition
You know how the curb is painted all red and stuff and it says "No Parking"? That's because you're not supposed to park your big-ass truck with the big-ass trailer there! Not that you let a little bit like that stop you, forcing me to park my car out on the street (the street where no car is safe from the idiotic drivers along the 8th/Central/Westline corridor). If anything happens to my car while it's out there, I'm holding your crew responsible.
And the fact that you've ruined the back yard by tearing out our Goddess Tree (poor Simon still looks for it, wondering where she's hiding) and replaced it with...mud. Oh, yeah, and a nice trench just off of my back stairs where you've laid the pipes for the sprinkler system. You know, that trench that's been there for NEARLY A MONTH; the one where one missed step and it's several weeks in a leg cast? Yeah, that's the one! Cover the damn thing up, already!
Lastly, can I tell you just how much I appreciate having the quiet of my morning shattered by the droning of your gas-powered mowers and blowers? No, actually, I cannot tell you that because I DON'T APPRECITATE IT AT ALL! Nor do I appreciate you blowing dirt all over my car (no matter where the poor thing is parked). Thank goodness the cold prevented me from gagging on the exhaust from your equipment.
Oooh! One more thing: Thank you so much for waiting until I was about to lie down to try and sleep off this damn cold before you started...what the hell is it you're doing out there, throwing chain-link fencing around? That's. Really. SWELL.
Labels: ranting
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