Everyday.
Some days aren't as bad as others.
But there are those days that make you want to scream.
I know it is for the best.
But I want it to stop.
I know I wanted to be here, but really???
I guess I should be careful what I wish for...
The grass isn't always GREENER.
Other's notice it too.
They feel the same way.
When will it end.
So I work downtown Salt Lake City.
RIGHT IN THE CONSTRUCTION ZONE.
Yes, my office building is attached to the mall they are tearing down.
In fact, the first 6 or 7 floors of our building was the parking garage for the mall, and the parking garage is going way.
How can this be? Don't ask me.
As my boss likes to say, "They will be SHEARING off the sides of our building."
SHEARING, what a comforting word.
They have to get rid of the concrete parking garage...and the safest way to do this is to do it slowly and thoroughly...with a JACKHAMMER. Not necessarily the one above...but a crane jackhammer.
LOVELY.
All day you can hear it.
Monday and Tuesday it was on our side of the building.
I was sick this last weekend and still wasn't feeling well on Monday.
My neck hurt.
I had a headache.
My stomach was a little topsy turvy.
Now imagine listening to a jackhammer all day.
Even better...listening to it...and being able to FEEL it.
Yep. It did wonders for how I felt.
No worries...I drugged myself up.
Hey...it's like getting a free chair massage all day...
rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat
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