||[Nov. 25th, 2009|11:36 am]
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So George-yard-hippie thinks the floor guys did a crummy job and that they scammed me. He gave me a well-meant stern talking to that kind of bummed me out because he may be right. Then, about an hour later, Owl, my tenant, called. She was very disappointed in the quality of the floor in the kitchen and really lit into me. So naturally I burst into tears. She apologized and I recovered. I realize now that I should be tougher and that she should have told me that her family had decided not to come for Thanksgiving. If I'd known I had more time I might have chosen better flooring. But it's done and it will work for now.
Of course I'm having trouble reaching the floor guy. Because it's a holiday weekend, I will be patient until the middle of next week. Then I will start reviewing the quality of his work on the Internet. The web gives us such power in this situation.
I'm meeting the plumber out at the land again today. Because the tub is antique and the hippies that took it out didn't know what they were doing, the reinstallation is being a bit complex. He figures to be done today. Then, starting this evening, I am declaring myself to be on vacation until Saturday, and even Sunday if I'm lucky.
I hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving.
Evict everyone and change the locks. Dumbass hippies don't know how to do anything, screw everything up getting you to pay their lazy, incompetent, opportunistic "friends," then when you, in the midst of your own real estate aggravation overdose, take care of cleaning up their mess and get the work done because their "family" is supposedly coming for TG when they really knows they're not, they jump on you and yell at you?!? I hate those people. Tell them to go eat some nasty "organic" food, call each other weird stupid names, whine about capitalism to people who don't care and just generally bother someone else. Feh! Oh yeah, and tell them I said Happy Thanksgiving.
I guess that was a little intemperate. I probably don't really hate them, and I like organic food, and I've been known to complain about capitalism, but it makes me really angry when people are mean to you. So they'd better do something to redeem themselves or prepare to face the wrath of a super-cranky comment on LJ. (Or, if you prefer, the BK crew could come out there and clean some clocks...)
It's OK. George the-yard-hippie meant well because he was feeling bad for me for getting scammed. And Owl apologized when she saw how upset I got. And the floor guy really seems interested in making it right.
And it's George T-Y-H who is letting the floor guy into the house Friday morning to see what the problem is. I asked GeoTYH to try and be good, but he's pretty outspoken. I won't be surprised if he gives the floor guy a piece of his mind.
And GeoTYH has introduced our G to radishes and beans in the pod. G loves them. In addition, GeoTYH has also done some excellent work on the house.
And Owl is a patient long-suffering tenant who will be glad to have running water after almost two months with only the outhouse.
But if they both don't get more appreciative of my feeble attempts at fixing up the house, I'll may end up needing for your services.
But I'm on vacation now, so I don't care about all that work stuff.