Tax dollars at work... uh huh...

The city is repaving our street. See, here's their sign proudly proclaiming that these are our tax dollars at work. In fact, the name of the company is "Reliable Paving". Sounds very trustworthy, professional, and most importantly hard working, right? We should have a lot of faith in them.



Alright the guys on the heavy machinery were hard working. They were going up and down the street all day with the bobcats and dump trucks working their asses off in the sun and heat. I'll give them credit for doing a job I wouldn't want to do.

However... then there were the guys who were the grunts that weren't trusted with the big equipment yet. They stood around bored to death. Every once in a while they'd sweep the dirt off the curb for 5 minutes, then go back to standing around. One of them even bummed a cigarette from Hubby! In Spanish, no less.

Then, these mature, adult, reliable and hard working men, decided to have a spray paint fight in our front yard! You know, the "caution orange" spray they use to mark stuff... they were running around trying to spray each other.

Our grass was a casualty...

And our mailbox...

Now c'mon, why just leave a neon spot on the flag? The least they could do was paint the whole damn thing to match! Heck we don't care if the mailbox flag is neon orange, in fact as you can see it needs a coat of paint anyway... just make it all one color! Don't just leave it like that! Geez...

Oh well, last laugh is on them if they do any more raking of the dirt... the cats have all been thrilled to use the oversized litterbox, hehe.