If you are one of the many people now working from home, you are going to identify with today's post/rant.
The dreaded leaf blower. The bane of everybody's home office existence.
I can understand the need for such a device in the Northeast. From mid-October to mid-November, it's a great albeit nosy way to create neat piles of leaves on the side of the road.
My only problem is that I have no freakin' idea why you need these things in Southern California. All year round!
On the block behind my apartment building, there is a weekly designated time for those folks to operate a leaf blower for one steady hour. This I do not understand because we are miles and miles away from the Redwood forest. But, that doesn't stop these folks. Yep, a weekly steady hour of leaf blowing.
At 7:30AM every Tuesday!
It gets worse, gang. In my building, three of us apartment dwellers have patios that are adjacent to one another. It's all concrete except for some trees hanging over from the next property. Suffice it to say, Winnie the Pooh wouldn't be climbing any honey trees around these times.
Nevertheless, twice a week and usually when I have a business conference call, our building maintenance guy makes his twenty minute sweep of the patios. There are no leaves anywhere. This is just his way of dusting the loose dirt up from the ground. It blows all around and simply lands someplace else. On the patio.
Now his time would be much more productive if he simply swept up the patio with a broom. But, no. The leaf blower is much more fun. And noisier.
Yep, leaf blowers suck.
And we are now right back at the time of today's post.
Dinner last night: Leftover Chinese food.
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