…can my contractor be? Danny Parker, my up-until-yesterday-pretty-good-contractor must be sittin in a tree, cause he’s M-I-S-S-I-N-G. He claimed he and his guys would be here late Friday or early Monday and last time I checked it was Tuesday and I haven’t heard a peep. I’ve called him 3 times in the past 48 hours and just got voicemail every time. Thankfully I haven’t paid him for the outstanding work so I’ll only be out some time (and not money) if he continues to be the invisible man. I guess I’ll have to stare at my sad little taped off doorway indefinitely.
At least my floor guys are here making some noise and some progress.
SHERRY: Floors are looking great so far, right?
JOHN: Definitely. You agree, Burger?
(Burger stands in silent agreement)
SHERRY: Do you think it’s weird that there’s no baseboard here against the brick?
JOHN: No, it’s fine.
SHERRY: Yeah, you’re right. It’s fine.
SHERRY: I’ve been thinking, it is weird that there’s no baseboard there.
JOHN: What? No, it looks fi-
SHERRY: TOTALLY weird.
JOHN: Okay. So what do you want to do?
SHERRY: Get a baseboard and have the floor guys install it.
JOHN: But the floor guys’ last day is tomorrow and we can’t buy any baseboards tonight because Lowe’s closed an hour ago.
SHERRY: Can you get it tomorrow morning before work?
JOHN: Do you think they even make that kind of baseboard anymore?
SHERRY: You’re right. I should come with you. But we’ll have to be back before the guys show up at 7:30.
(Here come the famous last words.)
JOHN: Well, Lowe’s does open at 6am…
And that’s how we found ourselves in the wood cutting department at 6:21 this morning.