Apr
12
What Day is it Again?
April 12, 2007 |
‘Tis kind of easy for the days to mush together, what with very little changing in the routine of get up, go work on the house, come home, go to sleep, repeat. On the bright side, it feels like I’ve turned a corner of sorts, and things are slightly downhill as I actually start checking things off the massive to-do list.
I was pretty proud of myself today, as I got about half the exterior painted, and only really expected to get the front done, if that. I should be able to knock the rest of it out and get the deck stained in another long day, and that’s pretty much it for the exterior, except for mulching and sticking a few plants in the ground to replace a few that didn’t make it through the winter. Still have a goodly number of interior jobs left, but they’re mostly smaller, stuff like taking out a ceiling fan and installing a light fixture in its place, putting in about 172 GFCI outlets, hanging two closet doors, and other stuff.
My love/hate relationship with Home Depot edged a bit deeper into hate this morning. I like that they open at 6 in the morning, as that’s very convenient if you’re an early morning type. It’s also apparently very convenient for contractor types, for all the obvious reasons. Why then, for the love of the wee baby Jesus, would you only have ONE register open? Which doesn’t include the contractor’s register, which was closed. I literally waited in line for 45 minutes, stuck behind a dozen or so contractors with ginormous orders.
It didn’t help matters that my nemesis in the paint section was working today. Nemesis only because no matter how paint-splattered I am, and despite the fact that I’m ordering any gallos of paint at a time, he ALWAYS tries to upsell me to the Hey-Home-Depot-Now-Offers-Painting-Services dealio. I usually just stand there and stare at him, too mind-boggled to say anything that floats through my head, such as “Do I look like a confused soccer mom buying a quart of paint with a troubled, uncertain look on her face? Don’t you think if I wanted to pay you to subcontract someone to charge me ten kazillion dollars to paint my house that I might, I don’t know, DO THAT, instead of traipsing in here in my paint splattered clothes and buying 172 gallons of paint?”
And yeah, I know, he’s just doing his job, and I’m sure if he didn’t some supervisor would chew him out for not pitching the service, but after the fourth or fifth time, one would think that we could just skip that little song and dance routine and both go on our merry ways.
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As a former Home Depot customer, I have learned that their motto is “Go screw yourself”.