Wednesday, April 16, 2008

April 16, 2008 (I don't care anymore what day it is....WHEN WILL THE MADNESS END????)

I don't come bearing good news. I no longer believe that there's such a thing as good news. In my book, it's all dark and gray and bad. And blue.

We did our punch list yesterday with the superintendant. We walked thru the house and marked everything with blue tape that needed to be fixed. At the end of the 3 1/2 hours, this is what my house looked like. And the super proceeded to tell me that this was NORMAL!! Normal? I am paying you buttloads of money and this is normal? It took all I had not to wrap him up in blue tape and send someone over to "fix" him.

1 comment:

TexPatriate said...

I think I would consider a whole new meaning to the phrase "punch list".

I believe that I would have to punch the installers, contractors, and supervisors for every single small piece of blue tape that I had to adhere.

But that's just me. All about the focused (not random, mind you) violence.