Today’s crisis was plumbing. The downstairs bathroom leaks and the tub upstairs overflows when you fill it above a certain level. There’s a rusty pipe in the basement so we haven’t had any heat since April.
So my SO gets a plumber in the house who quotes us the ugly figure of $1600. Rotten but we have no other choice.
The plumber came today. All of a sudden the $1600 figure is down the literal and metaphorical drain.
“Hey Ms. did you know there’s a leak over here I didn’t see? That’s going to be $375 extra.”
Brief negotiation period where said plumber agrees to eat his alleged loss and I recite Yiddish curses under my breath.
Three hours later I look up and there’s a hole in my ceiling. “Are you going to fix the hole?” I gasp.
“Ms. we’re plumbers not carpenters.”
“But . . . but you made the hole. It wasn’t there before.”
“Ms. if you want a carpenter in here it will cost you $200 to fix the hole.”
I go outside to fume, curse plumbers to neighbors and find SO.
Two hours later there’s an inch of water in my basement that wasn’t there before.
"Yes I know Ms. but the problem is bigger than we thought and will cost you $275 extra to fix.’
“No it won’t. You said $1600! And that’s what I’m paying you.”
The idiot plumber is coming to the house tomorrow morning because we need a receipt. He asked us for a recommendation!
Yeah I have a recommendation alright. I’m gonna recommend your sorry, overcharging, highway robbing, scamming, lazy, undereducated smug ass to my local board of plumbers.
You wanna buy a house?