After weeks of persuading HR to change the bulb inside our room, he finally did last weekend.
It's not much a matter of don't know how, it is more on lazy-ass to borrow stairs from the neighbour thing. In which I agree and had no say in the matter cause I am too, lazy ass.
After finishing changing the bulb (not borrowing ladders nonetheless, HR rather risk his life with layers of chairs and tables), he played with the long bulb. He claimed it is his light saber.
The best part is when HR said, hmmm... There's no one to attack. I shall attack you.
So there I was, defending myself from a light saber.
Yup, that's how I spend my weekend afternoon (after cooking and feeding HR).