Let’s not mince words here: I am an idiot.
Not so long ago, I bragged
about applying a little tar to the foundation for my sunroom without getting any
on me or my clothing.
Yesterday, I paid the price for
that. I needed to open up the bucket of
tar one more time to slap some of the stuff on the elbow of an underground
metal propane pipe I exposed along the back of my house.
How messy can one small elbow
be?
I can answer that.
Shockingly messy.
Apparently, the tar jumped
right onto me when I was not looking. I
didn’t even notice. Thinking I had won
another victory in the tar wars, I went about my day after finishing my little
project. And then I notice a smear of
tar on my computer.
And the door.
And the counter.
Hmmm. Where did that come from?
A quick investigation revealed
the source.
Tar on my Laptop (Bottom Right)
The Source
—Mitchell Hegman
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