Saturday, July 28, 2007

It's raining men, Hallelujah!



To preface this story: We live on the 4th floor and in the corner apt. There are rain gutters near our windows. Construction crew shows up, plants a crane below on the grass and will be doing repair on the gutters until they are fixed. Lucky me!

So each day I am now used to hearing the compressor lifting the guys up in the basket to the wall (where my head is in bed). I hear them tapping on the gutter and the wall, so I know I’d just better get up because there is no way to sleep through that. Repeat every day and fast forward to this event. I can hear them talking to each other in the basket and one says something about “what size do you need?” “I have a ¾” socket” etc. Later that day after lunch they are now returning up to do another gutter and have to pass by my bathroom. OK, so I stand there with my camera and greet them and give them a bad time for waking me up every morning. They are smiling and interacting with me and then I say, “Why do you guys start so early in the morning? I heard you both talking about the size of your nuts this morning.” STOP, SILENCE, me realizing what I just said. So I do what most people who just put their foot in their mouth do…I change the subject and act like I DID NOT JUST SAY THAT!

So here is a picture of them outside my window. They really got me twice, once when I was on the toilet and the other when I was in the shower. The sound of the compressor is what gives it away that they are moving. You just sorta freeze and wait them out! LOL