I just want to go home.

I was up all last night dreading the dogfight I was about to get into with my local building inspector this morning. After several negative experiences with this guy and two weeks worth of unreturned phone calls I was anticipating a “that’s-the-last-straw, bridge-burning, I-better-not-see-you-round-da-way”, type of confrontation. Well, I was wrong. Although, he did not return my “Good morning” pleasantries, I remained persistent and he was surprisingly mild-mannered, agreeable, and helpful. For the first time I walked out of the Inspectional Services office and felt like I got something accomplished.

Ever see the movie Falling Down? Well, as of this moment the sequel is on hold.