Friday, September 08, 2017

I think I'm finally out of contractor purgatory.

I've got a signed contract. I've got a start date now. But I'm on my second contractor. Which is why there have been no updates on this project. I don't really like to talk about things before they happen, because everything in my life is subject to change. And when it does - it just makes me look stupid if I say one thing is going to happen and something else does.

The first guy wasted two months of my time. But in the end I think he did me a favor. You see, I have a somewhat complicated project. I'd called out a bunch of guys and got a bunch of different solutions to fix my problem. There are three super legit ways. Well, two are super legit, one marginally legit. I chose the guy who I thought gave me the best solution. We had gone through more than a month and a half of negotiation and I thought I'd gotten him to the finish line. I told him I was ready to go forward. Then didn't hear from him for a week. So I pinged him and asked him where we were with starting the project. He said nowhere - I gave you a seven day contract. Which I have never seen. Contractors almost always give you a 30 day window. Mind you I emailed him on the seventh day. But whatever. I was kinda super pissed.  Because I'd spent so long with him that he torched my other prospects. So I had to start over.

But that guy made it a lot easier to find another contractor to do the same thing for actually a little less.  I don't really understand a guy that spends two months or so with a customer. Gets the contract. Walks away and gives the glory to another man. Least logical man ever.

Anyway... hopefully in two weeks a porta potty will show up at my house and the blogging will begin. Apparently I'm willing to pay 1000 bucks to not have a bunch of guys taking dumps in my toilet.

5 comments:

Captain of Texas Refugee said...

In the movie version, the new contractor unzips his new contractor skin to reveal the old contractor grinning madly ...

Also, a grand to keep your crapper sweetly sparkling fresh? Bargain.

:-)

she said: said...

Yep. One thousaaaaaaaaand dollars. If you think that conversation between couples gets dicey about leaving the toilet seat up......

You men pee in a trough like animals.

Somewhere over the last year or two, job site managers got tired of getting bitched at. So now every project no matter how small gets a portable toilet. My neighbors had pavers put in. Took them four days. Even that job got a toilet.

My job is going to be a month. If I'm lucky.

Oddly, paying a grand makes us less mad than finding other dudes pee on our floor.

Capital of Texas Refugee said...

Says you -- I have a spray bottle filled with pine disinfectant and a mop to solve that problem at La Casa del Refugiado.

SO WHAT HAVE YOU GOT? :-)

Oh, wait, you've got a Thousand Dolla Crappa, that's what. :-)

she said: said...

Oh - that's the Grand Crappa to you. That's what I'm gonna call it now.

Capital of Texas Refugee said...

I got ya some theme music for ya Grand Crappa ...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=onGXrUNJWT4

:-)