This is an update to bring you up to speed with the great trials and tribulations of managing La Casa del Fly.
So the contractor came, not the usual guy. I hired a friend of a friend, and unfortunately, he works alone. The good news is he does not employ lots of idiotic illegal Mexicans. The bad news is it takes him 3x as long to do anything, due to the quality of his workmanship.
The plumber took a look and surmised the upstairs bathroom is no longer routing into the main. Essentially, that fucker “went rogue” and is simply pouring freely into the foundation of the house, the wall, floors, whatever. The upstairs bathroom is no longer restricted by asshole “water prisons” aka pipes. As a result, water is all over the outside, garage, and most egregiously, under the downstairs bathroom tiles and throughout the entire downstairs Brazilian Cherry floors. The bathroom is not an issue, since I want to upgrade it anyway. However, if I am interested in preventing a fucking black mold from permeating the plywood under the wood floors, I may need to rip up the fucking floors, in order to let it dry out. ROFL
This shit is so funny, especially since we have all sorts of parties planned in the near future. I can’t wait to see the look on peoples faces when they go to the bathroom and find nothing but beams and exposed sewer pipes.
Trust me when I say, this all bodes well for stock market gains. The more black mold the better. As a matter of fact, fuck this house entirely. “Knock it down and try it again,” is my motto.
It was also funny hearing the contractor pitch me cheap price points from his quarry supply, as if I need that shit. I imagine people nickel and dime him often, mainly because people are fucking idiots, always trying to rip someone off. Look, if the guy does good work, who am I to nickel and dime him, in order to save a few thousand dollars? If you want to save money, eat rats for dinner.
The way I see it, if you want something of quality, you should pay up for it.
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