This page is a disrespectful monument to Jeff, a man who can identify every breaker by sound but somehow treats basic cleanup like it requires a permit, two apprentices, and a service call.
It is part tribute, part roast, and part OSHA-adjacent performance art.
Nothing here is legally actionable, but all of it feels spiritually accurate.
“I watched Jeff finish a clean install, admire it like Michelangelo, then step over the same pile of debris three times like it was a protected landmark.”
Three hand-picked videos to capture the full emotional range of working near Jeff: confusion, recognition, and avoidable chaos.
For the exact rhythm of Jeff explaining why the cleanup will happen “in a minute.”
Mandatory viewing. No explanation needed.
Chosen as the spiritual equivalent of a tradesman discovering the broom was, in fact, available the entire time.
Press these responsibly, which is already more responsibility than Jeff shows around a dust pile.