The guy who installed my carpets worked for the NSA. It was nothing underhand. He was just a neighbor doing a little business on the side. Youngish kid. Kinda handsome. A little weird maybe as if he'd do a lot of porn. I almost liked him.
I know he sowed little eyes all over my stairway carpet. I saw him pulling these little mothers from his overalls pocket and slipping them all over the stairs.
No harm no foul.
He had a way of shoveling the bugs in, letting them roll from his broad white hand blocked by his hand from view. His hand shielded his hand if you know what I'm saying. As if that wasn't enough he turned his face to the wall and coughed, covering his mouth with his other hand. It was kind of a balancing act. One hand spreading the bugs while shielding itself and the other shielding his coughing mouth. He was on a stairs mind! Lucky he had these special shoes with suction cups so he could actually fall back to an angle of oh 45 even 50 degrees even more in his overalls and still not fall down the stairs which looked beautiful by the way, when he was done.
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