Andrew Wiggin
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This morning I got off work and drove home in a hurry to fill buckets, because we're getting a new water line put in to the house, hopefully so we can stop getting freezing during the winter. Last Friday the surveyor came around, did a bunch of measuring, spray painted lines on the lawn, put in a bunch of stakes and flags, and generally planned the whole thing. This morning the diggers showed up right on schedule, and after some token digging around, some wrecking of the sidewalks, and some shovel leaning, decided to confirm the survey by whipping out a black box with a handle and a swinging radio antenna. The head digger fella just walked across the dig, right along the nice line the surveyor had painted, watched his antennas swing about, and confirmed that in fact the guy with all the fancy equipment can measure correctly from the curb. Now they are confident enough to finish the trench and they've started digging again. Somehow I don't think I'm going out to argue about it, really need the work done and all, but the wife and I just shared some incredulous looks and a 'what the **** are those idiots doing' moment. I guess this is still a thing.
