On business that doesn't involve a varmint vendetta. As many of you know, I'm a laborer. I help fix stuff, paint stuff, etc. Saturdays in the summer are jam packed because that's the turnaround day for renters at the beach houses. So we get a laundry list of things that need fixed that the renters let the agency know about and we try to fix as much as we can between the time the previous renters leave and the next ones arrive. Not much time, so its pretty annoying when they show up early and wait around for the place to get cleaned so they can enter. There is a set check-in time after all.
That said, we don't feel too badly when the occasional stray comment slips out as we walk by them as they sit by the front door like vultures.
10: "Its a shame they've condemned this place."
9: "With all that blood I'm surprised they didn't change the carpet."
8: "I know they did a great job cleaning it, but I don't think I could swim in that pool after that guy crapped in it."
7: "You can't even smell the dead guy anymore."
6: "If that thing goes there's going to be raw sewage on every floor."
5: "How will they get the snakes out of the attic?"
4: "People really need to clean up after their orgies."
3: "I told you caulk would fill a bullet hole just fine."
2: "I wonder if it'll catch fire again."
1: "Think the exterminator got 'em all?"
Linkin Park covering an Adele song: surprising. It being really good: shocking.
Alrighty. I'm off to Google to kick off the G+ Buzz Tourney. Look me up on there. See y'all Wednesday.