Because my life is beyond boring, when I heard machinery noises out front, I grabbed my beloved and tried to sneak outside to snap pictures of what was going on.
Unfortunately my front door is a wee bit squeaky and I was seen.
These poor men looked at me and I swear they were calling me a freak.
This freaky woman was chronicling blue shirt man doing all the work, and gray shirt many resting on his laurels.
I want his job.