Wednesday, September 17, 2008


Fortunately or unfortunately, I have lost my voice, and I don't know where to find it. I have been sick for several days and now BAM can't talk. This rambling brings me to why I left work early yesterday - not feeling well, I dragged my short self to the car and headed home....where I thought of warm quilts, my beautiful fur children waiting on me, and bourbon (screw the tea and honey). I pulled into to my cul-de-sac and there was the enemy (TIME WARNER CABLE). They had dug 2 4foot deep holes into my newly landscaped front yard. They HAD put tarps down to put the dirt on, but they put the damn tarp on my new shrubbery, monkey grass, and daylillies. I stopped my monogrammed Tahoe (thanks to MPM) and screamed for the B*&^()d to stop digging in my yard.

Well, to make a long story short, the project supervisor was called to come to my house where I promptly chewed him a new one and made him sign a statement (witnessed of course) that he would repair and/or replace any sod or plants that were damaged from the carelessness of his company - of course the phrase to the homeowners satisfaction was added - by moi.

I called TWC 1.5 months before having my yard re-landscaped to let them know if they wanted to bury the orang cable that was running on top of the ground - they needed to do it before my project was started. Of course, nobody listed to me...story of my life.

So instead of coming home to the warmth, quiet, and bourbon - I came home to mayhem and 6 men speaking in foreign tongues running around my yard. Not to mention they were laughing at me for screaming, with laryngitis. Damn, I wish I had taken spanish intead of french.



High on Hairspray said...

I would have really needed the bourbon after that!

Just Ask Beth said...

I hate those Bastards!! Oh and yes it was definitely a Crackhead, you might know him he filed Bankruptcy last year! The nerve! Like me having "nice lips" was going to make his situation any better