Yesterday, Dave from Silva Construction came over to see what we want done here so as to give us an estimate. Our business concluded, he left. An hour later, I noticed his measuring device on top of the dishwasher (with a lot of other crap.) Knowing the firm has more than one, I didn't worry about it.
He called last night and asked that we leave it on the porch for one of his guys to pick it up today. "Of course," I said.
This is clearly an expensive item - this tape measure - as it is clearly industrial length. It may weigh as much as 2 lbs. Our porch is visible from the street, but only if you're a porch bandit looking.
I wanted to follow instructions (for once) but I worried it might get stolen. FLASH! idea! (A rare and wonderous thing for this writer) so I took a sheet of typing paper, switched over to Word, chose RED INK and typed:
BOMB!
DO NOT TOUCH
Richie came in from his morning walk, noticed my bomb outside the man door to the garage and came into the house yelling, "Call the police!" I said, "It's okay, Blondie. Calm yourself."
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