Five days is average, normal and . . . ok, acceptable. Even at 48, 5 days is acceptable. Barely.
Nine days is above average, maybe normal but skirting the edge and nearing the realm of un-acceptable. Seriously.
Twelve days, though not the longest I’ve experienced in the past 2—3 years is well beyond average, has tottered over the edge of normal and is quite totally unacceptable.
Always Maxi with wings, I am not singing your praises. You are better than your competition but you leave much, well, let’s just leave it there.
However, it isn’t raining today, I didn’t have any electrical issues or flooding (though a couple of co-workers did), the new barber (I had to get a new one, Norman passed away) did an ok job a few days ago and I am not Joe. Joe lost his job on Monday because he was irresponsible and inconsiderate on Friday. Joe was not pleased with losing his job on Monday. He became belligerent and vulgar. I thought we’d need to summon the police. Joe ultimately left quietly.
To everyone who has suffered the forces of nature this weekend past, here’s to recovery.