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I might kill these people in the attic
We're getting a new air conditioning unit at work, and there are guys in the attic, tinkering with the fan.
I get that this isn't a quiet job. But it would be really nice if they'd maybe stop yelling at one another. They're arguing and actually yelling. And debris is falling on my head from the vent in the ceiling.
/scowls
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
Re: I might kill these people in the attic
That would annoy me. Do you know how long they will be up there?
Sort of related story: The week after my appendectomy (the old school kind, not laproscopic) I was at home for 2 weeks and the first week was when my parents were having a new roof put on. I was holed up in the basement bedroom but could still hear all their pounding three floors up. I was very thankful for strong pain meds that knocked me out but DUDE, it was REALLY annoying.
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
HAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAA
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Yeah that's right my name's Yauch!
Now they're grunting and moving things around.
I hate this a lot.
LTP, I am going to text you something.
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
It's clear that no one cares about this, but they're drilling now. They take breaks to talk loudly on their cell phones. They'll be back tomorrow around 7 a.m.
I want to die.
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.