Wednesday, June 10, 2009


I saw my pool guy pee in my backyard. It was a long time ago and it was way in the back corner of the yard, facing the wall, where nobody could have possibly seen him unless they happened to be peeking through one small window. I was upset, but then got over it. He's a soloist. I read a book about it. It's somebody that does what he (she) wants for a living, on his own time, no boss but himself. I like that.

And at least he didn't pee in the pool...

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