This is Bossy’s view from her living room windows as various trucks dig and scoop and press and mostly idle in front of Bossy’s house spewing diesel waste on Bossy’s lifeless Impatiens.
Who knew replacing a water main would take as much manpower and ingenuity as constructing the Maya civilization?
Just like who knew that the warning beep of several trucks backing up simultaneously would produce the intro to Creep.
Because Bossy currently can’t hear the poof of her own dying brain cells as they expire from stress, Bossy decided to hold off on the contest she planned for today.
The good news: Bossy will be holding a contest this weekend! A contest with a prize! Because a contest without a prize? That’s so Bossy 2007.watermain