We Have Footers

Had a bit of excitement in what should have been a routine day. Brad the Builder had ordered two cement trucks with conveyors. The cement company sent one truck with a conveyor, and they started pouring the footers. A little later the second truck arrived without a conveyor. The thought apparently being that the second truck could position its chute over the first truck's conveyor. Sure. In an ideal world. We're building on a hillside. Although there's a construction driveway, it's not necessarily perfectly level. The second truck parked next to the first truck and to absolutely no one's surprise, concrete wouldn't run uphill into the chute. Hilarity ensued. By "hilarity," I mean the kind of side-splitting slapstick farce that made The Wages of Fear such a classic cinematic comedy. At one point they had the second truck's front chained to a skid-steer so it could pull the front end of the truck away from the slope that leads down into our back patio. My brother was visiting and we…