Uh ... yes, okay, I see the right side of the wall is patched. And ... uh ... there's more crap sitting in the tub. But it is still not me sitting in the tub.
11:30 a.m. on Monday. No maintenance guy. Because he popped his head in half an hour ago to say that he won't be working on my bathroom today because he has to finish the other suite -- people are moving in to it tomorrow. Meaning I have no backup bathroom as of right now.
I said to the guy "So now I'm screwed."
"No," he says "I'll finish tomorrow."
(side note: look at what is left. do YOU think he'll finish tomorrow?!)
So I say "Okay. So tomorrow I'll have a sink and I'll have a tub I can bathe in."
"Yes" He says.
"Okay." What am I going to say? "Thank you."
"So I'll try to do it tomorrow." He just had to keep talking.
"Wait. You'll TRY?"
"No, I'll do it."
It's like he spoke out loud when he meant to just think the words "I'll try", and then when caught, decided to pretend I just had an auditory hallucination.
I mean, what am I going to do? It's not like I can finish it myself. And, isn't this exactly the tale every person in the history of home renovations has to tell? Nothing comes in on time, or on budget. At least I don't have to pay for this
-- although, maybe if I was paying I would have some recourse. "Thanks for your work", I'd love to say " but since you're unable to provide the agreed upon services, and have now admittedly moved onto another project prior to finishing this one, that does void the contract. I'll be bringing in another contractor. Have a nice day." Maybe that would get his butt back in my tub and working.
And before you mention I mention this to the manager ... she was standing right next to him when he said he'd "try" to finish tomorrow.
It could be worse. I could be working and have to try to figure out how to show up each day without stinking up the place.