Here's what's going on around me:
In my building they are revamping a coffee shop to make it into a clothing store.
In the building directly across the street, they are remodeling a clothing store.
In the building directly next to mine, they are remodeling an eyeglasses store.
In the building kitty-corner from mine, they are getting ready to demolish it and build an office building.
Heaven help me.
The worst part is, almost all of these places have big posters up in their windows that say, "Wir bauen für Sie um." (We're building for you.)
Please. You're jackhammering at 7 a.m. You're throwing metal stuff into metal bins. And all that scaffolding is not exactly the icing on the cake.
Look, I've been in Switzerland long enough to know that there's some sick non-existant award for who has the shiniest store/apartment/office/clock tower that everyone is competing for, but just because you want to win, do not claim to be doing it for me. Because the next time one of your customers complains that they're getting wet from my garden hose, I'll just have to say, sorry, ladies and gentlemen, but um, I'm watering for you.