What is more fun than having roofers on your roof in the morning as you are trying to feed your twins breakfast... Roofers who sound like a herd of reindeer...middle age, large, big booted tub-thumping reindeer... And you are renting the roof which has been leaking for over a year, and you're moving soon, and your landlord is greedy, and only fixing it now that you're moving soon...???
Roofers who ring your doorbell when you are trying to have breakfast with your kids and you are in your sweats and you haven't even looked in the mirror yet (not that you're trying to impress anyone, but you're nearly 36 and the magic doesn't just happen) and ask if they can come in and use a plug-in because they can't find one outside.
Sure, come on in!
And then come back again with the cord.
And then come back in again when it doesn't work and you found a plug-in on the garage like I told you to look the first time, but you didn't!!!!!!
And yes, two...I have twins. Thanks for asking.
Now you better not get any ideas about using my bathroom...
* I have no real problem with any roofers, I just don't want them on my roof right now. Or in my kitchen. Or my bathroom.
** Roofer trips inside my house to use my bathroom...3
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Come on in Comet, Come on in Cupid...Dasher definately is up there isn't he? Now go away, go away, go away all!
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