September 28th, 2004

down and right

Oh, my lord

Buzz-saws.

Why in the world do I have to sit here and try to work while buzz-saws run right over my head?

It seems the roofing crew needs to cut something out of the roof and so they are running saws to do so. I've informed my lead that I'm putting up with this only for as long as absolutely necessary.

Unfortunately, there's an ASAP job due in a couple of hours so I really need to stay. Thankfully, the sawing has stopped for the nonce. I think it'll take a while before my neck un-clenches, though. Still some strange squeaking noises from overhead.
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