When I first started on my job 14 years ago my first office was in the basement in the projects. It was a fairly dirty place. One morning I was sitting at my desk doing paperwork when a mouse walked across my desk and wright into my coffee mug. He payed no mind to me being wright there. That was one tough
project mouse.
Not a real problem up here. We had to get a Border Collie though, the squirrels try to move indoors in December. Spray foam insulation was not working any more.
Cheers <ick>
Kevin.
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Proudly monkeying with tradition since 1967.
I was once a maintenance tech for a large Garden Apartment project. It was my job every friday to spray for bugs. We were authorized to use Daizinon 4EC. A very dangerous chemical. We would give notice at 2 months, one month, two weeks, and then one week. I knocked on a door to find the whole family at home. 3 Generations. All there to watch me spray an aptartment where nothing had been removed from the cabinets. During spraying, I happened to knock the lid from a large can under the sink. Roaches poured out like hot lava from a volcano. I sprayed that can until the bugs were all out. They were crawling everywhere. I used at least a gallon of spray in their kitchen alone. To this day, the odor of curry nauseates me. But, a little protein in your coffee can't hurt.
Jim Killman
Writer, Philosopher, Teacher of English and Math, Soldier of Fortune, Bon Vivant, Heart Transplant Recipient, Knight of St. Andrew (among other knighthoods)
Freedom is not free, but the US Marine Corps will pay most of your share.
Originally Posted by Ted Crocker
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