My doorbell just rang.
It was the city.
They're turning off water to the entire street. For half an hour.
Apparently, my neighbor across the street has a busted water main. I saw a plumber's truck out there last week.
I am simultaneously horrified for my neighbor, and intensely, smugly gratified. Although not at my neighbor's expense, but in the "SEE! I TOLD you!" way.
Apparently, the city is fixing his problem for free as well. For which I am truly grateful for my poor neighbors.
I should bring them cookies or something this weekend. And commisserate.
Jeebus.
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