Disclaimer: this is an angry rant, if you have a faint heart please skip this post. Our bathroom needs repair, there's water leakage happening below the floor. We called our Admin Center and they scheduled the workers to come on Sat morning. They never came. We called the Admin, and were told they'd come at 1pm. They never came. Called again, and were told they'd let us know when they'd come. They never called. Called again, and almost smashed the phone on the floor. Managed to grab an empty bottle instead. Were told they'd come on Sun morning to check it out. Sunday morning they came, looked at the bathroom. Clearly it needs a big labor, but the worker cannot make that decision. He will come back with his manager. You guessed it: they never came. During these two days nobody ever called us to tell us they'd be late or they'd never show. WE had to call THEM. Every time!! We spent the whole two days inside the house, waiting like idiots. We did watch Smallville the whole time, and I did enjoy watching it with my wife. But I kept wathing it because I did not want to think of the workers again, and be angry the whole time. Unfortunately the bad feeling has remained in the back of my mind, even while we were watching the TV. Angry does not come close to describing what I was feeling. Furious is a little bit closer. This is not an isolated case. It is always like this. I am out, before I smash someone's head.

This entry was posted on Monday, September 12, 2005 at 9/12/2005 11:27:00 AM.