This morning when I was doing the headless chicken routine running up and down stairs to get stuff for the "unboxing party" I noticed a guy pulling network cables on the floor above. He was one floor above his spools of CAT6, pulling cable up.
It occurred to me to tape a note to the cable that said something like "You're ugly and your mother dresses you funny" or something, but I didn't.
Yeah, it's slowly dawning on me that contacting him multiple times yesterday was exactly the WRONG thing to do.
That way he knew to make hisself scarce.
But hey, we got a couple attaboys out of the deal:
"David, Andrew,
Thanks for the help this morning - you guys are awesome".
and
"Indeed, way to save the day David and Andrew. ".
The Jack-In-The-Pulpit is not mine. I scraped that off the web, because I've never taken one I've liked - which is reason for me to go looking for them again, right?
The other two are and I have a ton of Trillium photos:
Stuff like this is why I could never live in a city.