Today I am working at home.
It's a glorious day, the washing is on the line, the vegetables have been watered, my work laptop is connecting to the network. All is well.
Meanwhile, outside, they are digging up the road, scraping the tarmac about with giant Transformer-stylee machines, hammering it flat, and then having a shouting contest to celebrate.
Bastards.
1 comment:
At least they're digging stuff up outside your place. They're in our open-plan office all.bloody.day. Bang! Bang! Bang! Still, mustn't grumble. It'll all be wonderful when they're finished.
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