Friday night’s comic will be a little late. We’re actually on our way to John Day, OR to camp with the family tonight and won’t have internet until Saturday morning.
In other news, I have a picture of the actual check that I gave to the roofing company that says something to this effect. It was the bank teller that brought the memo to the owner’s attention and the sales man who called me to tell me what the reaction was.
In all honesty, it was that or 280,000 pennies. Loose. Thrown at him. From across the street.
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What was he supposed to be doing that he didn’t do/do poorly? I’ve heard so many horror stories about contractors. They’re in their own little world of non-accountability -except for needing to be “licensed.”
All we wanted was for the job to be started. When he couldn’t even do that much (note: after taking our money) we demanded the contract to be destroyed and the money to be returned to us.