…and I haven’t met them.
Quite honestly, I’m fairly eager to meet them. I have no idea what they look like (if they’re even a “they”, and not simply a “he” or “she”). In fact, I only know one thing about them….and it’s enough for me to be curious.
They appear to be running a small-scale cookingware durability company from their home.
From what I can tell, they’ve spent the last two nights “evaluating” the response of various pots and pans when dropped/thrown to the floor from differing heights.
Usually, I couldn’t care less about people accidentally dropping things, or temporarily inconveniencing my Parliament Light moments. But this is getting out of control, and has led me to the aforementioned conclusions about their profession.
If you are my neighbor (and you know who you are), feel free to either let me in on your gold mine business opportunity, or stop dropping your blasted pots and pans.
Danke.