I've been pretty lucky in that I've never had issues with the workmen we've hired in the past to complete projects around our house. I've heard all the stories: workmen who never show, workmen who take off halfway through the project, workmen who charged way more than the original estimate. Nope, we've been fortunate. We completely re-wired our downstairs without a problem. We replaced our furnace without a problem. We gutted our kitchen, took down two walls, built a deck and redid a bathroom without any problem. Alright, that last sentence was all one project involving a father/son team, but needless to say it was a lot of work. Everyone showed up when they were supposed to and finished when they said they would. We even had a good experience with the power wash guy, despite the fact that I'm convinced he had smoked a joint earlier; he repeatedly said to me "God bless you and have a blessed day." It was prompt city here in our house.
This positive history no doubt explain why I'm so irritated with the landscapers who are supposed to come and de-Secret Garden our lawn. They were scheduled to do the job last Monday, weather permitting. It was supposed to take two days, so if not Monday and Tuesday then we were told it would be Tuesday and Wednesday or Wednesday and Thursday, etc. You get the picture. They didn't show. I figured they must be planning on Tuesday and Wednesday. No dice. The Big Giraffe called them and the guy explained that they forgot it was Columbus Day. Okay. That doesn't explain Tuesday. They swore they would be here today. Guess who didn't show? Now, the guy is promising rain or shine he'll be here on Wednesday, and he is saying that it is in fact a one day job. I know I shouldn't complain because compared to stories I've heard this is nothing. Also, I'm about to be able to actually see my yard and as an added bonus not break my leg if I should choose to do cartwheels around my yard! Alright maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration, particularly because if in a neat yard I would at the very least sprain my ankle if I attempted a cartwheel, but I am about to have a neat and tidy yard. Yeah, yeah I'm appreciative and greatful and all of that andirritated. I'm just mostly annoyed because I re-arranged a bunch of appointments last week and this week to work around the landscapers. I hope I don't have to re-schedule them a third time.
A. Elliot's Lesson Learned: Some workmen are not reliable.
FWIW, Alex, I'd call them and let them know that. I'd just say that you can't keep rearranging the schedule and need a firm commitment from them. They may not be aware of its being a big deal.
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FWIW, Alex, I'd call them and let them know that. I'd just say that you can't keep rearranging the schedule and need a firm commitment from them. They may not be aware of its being a big deal.