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they're building a hotel next door to my building, and it's causing quite a good deal of inconvenience. we get stopped every morning by an obnoxious fat guy with an orange flag and have to wait until the crane stops moving, the noise is horrendous, that dust is probably giving me lung cancer, they're blocking out the great view in our conference room, and there's cement-mixed sludge puddles in the street that i end up tracking around my lobby. and you know what else?!

the construction workers are hot. like whoa.

i mean i don't think they're all hot. some of them are the stereotypical construction worker with the beer gut and crass whistling, but the young ones... with their hard hats and sweaty white shirts and tats and tool belts and rough stubble and and work gloves and rugged... ok ok ok, i'll stop. whew. so anyways, the plan is that next time i walk by, i'm gonna start whistling and yell WOOO!!! WHOAYEA, DRILL BABY DRILL!!

let's see what happens.

p.s., the title was a bumper sticker on one of the construction trucks. i may ogle construction workers, but i'm still a lady.