Garbage men never have to worry about getting fired, no matter how badly they screw up. That's probably why the Los Angeles garbage man who snapped my phone, TV cable, and internet lines, damaging my roof in the process, drove away without so much as a note with a number we could call. A neighbor saw the whole thing happen this morning. The driver shrugged and kept on going. "Not my problem," he probably thought to himself, assuming he had enough empathy to realize he had inconvenienced another person.
Now there are cables stretched across the road. I called the city, and they told me they'll send me a paper form in the mail to fill out. That's the city's way of dealing with the problem quickly.
The cable guy is here now, but he said he couldn't fix it until the pole on the roof was fixed. I climbed up on the roof and unbent the pole enough for him to pull the cable through.
The phone company won't come until Saturday. Meanwhile, the garbage man is probably downloading internet porn, yelling at his ex-wife's child support lawyer on the phone, and watching Die Hard VIII on cable, because nobody snapped his wires. I don't like you, garbage man.
Mark Frauenfelder is the founder of Boing Boing and the editor-in-chief of MAKE and Cool Tools. Twitter: @frauenfelder. His new book is Maker Dad: Lunch Box Guitars, Antigravity Jars, and 22 Other Incredibly Cool Father-Daughter DIY Projects