After getting my post-accident stitches removed -- no, the details have not been mentioned here yet -- I figured I would swing by the post office. I was already later than I said I'd be, so five minutes was not going to put my job in jeopardy. There were four people working on what I thought was a done deal which is the renovation of the interior of the Loop Station Post Office in Federal Plaza. One was an artsy-looking man who was shorter than me. I asked what they were doing, and Artsy gave me a smart ass answer, but not mean smart ass, "aren't I cute?" smart ass. So I gave him some "I am cuter than you" smart ass replies which Artsy liked and told me they still had to add the trim to the paneling. There was the fellow in this picture and from the smart ass exchange, you knew that Artsy and this man had a solid, long-term relationship. There were also two workers who did not understand that relationship at all. I missed the picture of the man standing on the wall -- STANDING ON THE WALL!!! -- but I did manage to snap off this one. As I was departing, the man above was trying to get Artsy to climb the ladder and look at something. Artsy was not going to climb the ladder. One of the workers said to the other, "Spot me, okay?" and he headed up the ladder -- which seemed short for the job and standing too straight for safety -- while the other worker held it. Artsy seemed like the sort of guy who would charmingly put the ladder on its side when they were all up there and go to Starbucks for coffees for each of them. They'd be on the wall, wanting to come down just to, oh, maybe use the restroom and Artsy would be across the street, in line for four coffees. "Aren't I great? I got COFFEE!"