I Need to Outsource!

So desk jockey (a.k.a me) learned a valuable lesson this weekend. I call it the pandoras box effect. I woke up last Saturday thinking that I was going to wrap up my little sprinkler project in the front yard. I thought I'd be done by noon, sipping wine in the city with friends by 3 (see first box in the comic above). I started digging my trench next to a planter box and realized the only wood left was the wood above the dirt (see box 2 in the comic). One trip to Lowes and 4 green wood planks later I rebuilt my planter box (see box 3 in the comic). By this time it was 3:00 and I was already burnt out on the project. I had a little conversation with myself that went something like, "come on Todd, let's do this, get pumped up, let's knock this out." I then started picking like a mad man (see box 4). I got about 10 minutes into picking and herd a loud hiss. Half a second later water shot out of the ground with great pressure. I was hoping for oil but unlike the Beverly Hillbilies I hit my water main (see last box in the comic). The water is blasting the neighbors house shooting rocks caught up in the stream. Just my luck, there is a nice big window in the front.
I grab my cell phone, dial 411, and get the water district. At the same I am on my knees, ripping the lid off the Christy box trying to look for the shutoff valve. I dig through mud and about 8 black widows to get to the valve. I find it along with the meter which is spinning like a slot machine. Because I'm not Superman I could not close the valve. 3 minutes later the water guys showed up. It took both of them using a large T-bar to turn the valve off (I didn't feel so bad). Long story short they ran a hose from the neighbors house to mine so I had water through the night. The next morning I had a dude who was recommended by the water guys come out at 7 am and fix my water main. Lesson learned: I need to outsource! In my defense the water main was only 6 inches below the dirt, I guess standard is 18 inches.