I did enjoy the ending. I sat there with my jaw literally dropped. The only thing missing was Nelson from The Simpsons going "ha HA!"

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I pay for quarterly pest control services. They monitor and spray the "perimeter" of the house. Their logic is that if they keep a barrier intact, the bugs never get into the house, thus no need to spray within. It makes sense, technically. Realistically, slabs have cracks, and bugs are small, resourceful and industrious creatures. The technicians will come into the house at no charge if there are any problems. I called Friday to tell them about a few ants in the kitchen. Steve, the technician, called Monday to set up coming over yesterday at 4:30. I rush home so he doesn't have to wait. 4:45, no Steve. I do my workout. 5:10, no Steve. I watch the first half of my soap. 5:30, I call the office. They're closed. Steve had called at 3:20, so I used caller ID to call him back. He said he had called to see about coming earlier, but still planned to come by after he finished up where he was. 7:00, 8:00, 9:00, no Steve. He never called to say, "How about tomorrow?" I'd have been fine with that. That is so unprofessional. Maybe he should work for UPS.