So a few weeks ago, I was whining about the jack-hammering that was going on across the road and my encounter with boss-guy was not positive. Well, this morning, I look out one of my kitchen windows and there is boss-guy with his truck door open and drinking beer (it is illegal to drink in public here). I go off to do a couple of things and when I go back into the kitchen, I see the guy urinating on my boulevard. Let's just say that I have deemed him Wee Willie Grumpy Pants for a very good reason. I then went outside and caught him midstream. He sure won't be doing that anywhere near my house again. I calmed down and went out to speak with him a short time later. We had a very nice conversation where he just couldn't apologise enough. It has certainly been a rather eventful first morning back to work after 2 weeks off.