Strike 1

So I got a report from my one retired neighbor during the day that she did not see anyone at my place doing work on the pool screen.  This concerned me since the screen guy said he would be starting with the screen removal and cage washing yesterday afternoon.  When I pulled in the driveway last night the first thing I did was take a walk out back which confirmed nothing had been done.

Anyone that has read my blog for a period of time knows how I feel about businesses (or people) that do not do what they say they are going to do.  Even worse is when they don’t show up and don’t at least call you to let you know they will not be showing up.  I received no call yesterday.  I have had incredibly poor luck since moving to Florida with dealing with the service industry.  It seems underpromising and overdelivering is a concept foreign to most Sunshine State business owners.

I let out a long sigh before dialing up the installer, I hate having to deal with this shit time and time again.

So I get the guy on the phone and he is immediately apologetic.  He said the job he was supposed to finish up Tuesday morning ran long.  He said he did not have my phone number with him to let me know and he planned to call me when he got back.  The excuse loosely held water since I had him scribble down my cell phone number the day before, I did not call him from it so it would not have been in the phone already.

He apologized several times and assured me they would be out at the house today to begin the work.  I accepted his excuse.  I did not immediately take an agitated/combative stance towards the guy.  He gets one strike before the gloves come off.

Last night I clumped all 146 of my 6 second long Vines into one almost 15 minute long compilation.  It’s an amazing collection of moronic behavior.

The rest of my evening was mostly spent puttering around in WoW and reading a couple more chapters of Inferno.