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As I am finishing my morning bowl of Rice Chex, I hear the raucus rumble of my first client arriving....apparently without his muffler. I wait for the inevitable knock....because who uses doorbells anymore? I open the door and sure enough its jeb (short for Jebidiah, he sais...I say its short for Jobs elude bozos). First thing he says (after walking through my living room) is "I should prob take off my boots cuz theyz gots poop all over them" Then he sez... Oh Bob....by the way, I think I ran over your pole light when I pulled in...I would have stayed on the driveway, cept, I'm still drunk from last night and yes...he did indeed run completely over my pole light that previously stood outside several feet from my driveway now its me and the carpet cleaner doing poop removal....then out in the yard to pick up what's left of the pole light.