Monday, November 15, 2010

My idiot general contractor is on a mission to make me insane.

Or maybe this is just a twist on "suicide-by-cop"--instead, "suicide-by-homeowner".  Maybe that's it.  Maybe Jon Bartelt is, besides being an idiot, suicidal but too much of a chicken-sh*! to do the job himself but figures if he really works at it, then I'll kill him for him.  He really, truly is working hard to make me murderous.

Today's bit of news was that he wanted to move my furniture into my soaking wet, mouse-ridden garage for an indeterminant period of time...since he just found out that the flooring guy cannot work on the floor until after Thanksgiving.  Of course, the bulk of the work necessary on the floor is to repair the 10-foot-long gouge in the middle of the living room made by Jon's guy dragging the stove across it.

The floor will be done--and done well--this week.  I've had enough of this.

2 comments:

Margaret said...

Jon and his crew did a good job in my house. I do not think he is an idiot or suicidal or a chicken-sh*t. I just kind of think he needs a little bit of support here...

But I am sorry about the setback. I hope it gets resolved soon (and I am really sure Jon does too!).

Greg said...

I support Tess and her assessment here. This latest bit is consistent with everything the contractor has been doing (or not doing) since the project began. The contractor can get whatever support (I.e., compensation) he deserves once the project is completed to Tess' satisfaction.