I did close my windows after lightning struck about a block away. (It struck right in front of my massage therapist's house, actually. She's a block from me.)
Natter 73: Chuck Norris only wishes he could Natter
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
He just explained to me his method for handwashing dishes and how "OCD" he is. He's been here for almost six hours now. He told me he was taking his time because it's a flat rate job and he doesn't have anything else today. Why, he could have done this in less than an hour! No kidding.
He's writing up the invoice, at last.
Yikes, tommy, stay safe!
I'm all mememe today. This guy is driving me crazy.
Meep, tommyrot!
Crap, I can't stay late to finish this stuff, I have a doctor's appointment. I guess I will be working tonight. Dammit.
Hooray invoice!
That's a weird sentiment to express.
At this point, I'm paying him to leave.
Eek!
I may have a couple of lemons, still, but I can't just eat one of those for a snack.
I guess not, but apparently this asshole ate a bowl of lemons as a houseguest?
Why, he could have done this in less than an hour!
Oh, my god, I don't think I'd have been able to control my expression.
He knew there was no need for him to rush, since I work from home, you see.
I have paid him and he has departed.
In fairness, he did do a good job, and he even fixed my bathroom sink for free. It just took all afternoon while he told me the story of his life.
Too bad the story of his life wasn't more interesting.