Today, I was awoken by the sound of Jackhammers digging up the street in front of our house.It started around 8am and went on for about fifteen minutes.

So, I threw on pants and went outside to get the paper just as one of the village workers was making like Picasso on the street in front of the house.

I asked him what was happening and if they would be digging up the street in front of our driveway. Apparently they would. So, I wondered aloud if the village had anticipated digging up the street, why they didn't take the time to let the people living on the street have a bit of advance warning.

It's one of those situations where you wind up being sorry you asked.

So, after getting the short shrift and being told to complain to the village, I went inside to do dishes as the guys basically sat around for the next hour plus (which I could see from the kitchen window). This made me come to the conclusion I'm in the wrong business.