It's a Gas Man

I opened the door this morning. Outside was a gas man in a flourescent jacket who was panting and looking exhausted. "You look tired" I opined. "So would you be, if you'd just done a hundred meters" he replied.

But seriously folks, we got a new gas meter today. It was one of those stuations where they named the time and the date and then arrived at the right time on the right date. Well, I suppose it has to happen sometimes.

The job was very quick and slick. I wanted him to put the meter in backwards, so I get paid for heating the house, but apparently this is not an option.