I hate it when I come home and someone has mistakenly destroyed my house.

Andre Hall of Pittsburgh, Penn. came home after the holidays to find a backhoe atop a pile of rubble that was once his home.

Apparently the city was set to demolish a home – for what we don’t know, though a bad paint job can’t be ruled out – and sent out a contractor to do the job, and someone proved they can’t read an address.

The city confirmed the mistake and – funny enough – the contractor didn’t return requests for comment.

Somebody has a big check on the way.

But how much fun would it be to be the guy who gets to destroy houses for a living. Until, of course, you destroy the wrong one.