I just have to post this most interesting experience with the contractor. He finished on Tuesday. I come home in pain from my back. So happy I have my apt back. As I brushed my teeth in front of the glass tile backsplash, I almost chocked. Toothpaste and water splattered everywhere. Gertie slid across the tile as she ran to get away from that awful scream. Can you guess why? Yep, the tile was crooked. How can someone not see this you ask yourself? I asked myself the same question when I finally stopped chocking. I called dbd. Please come over. Do you see anything? No. Are you sure, look again. Oh, yeah. Tile's crooked.
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I waited 2 days to calm down and left him a voice mail. Please fix my expensive glass tile. He leaves me a voice mail. Oh yeah I noticed a few tiles were crooked. No problem. I'll be over Friday and fix them. He noticed? He knew they were crooked and didn't do anything? A few were crooked? How about 10 rows down 14 across. I put blue tape diagonally across the tiles with a note. Remove and correct. I came home. He fixed 10" x 12". The others are still crooked. Not much. If those were the only ones wrong I probably wouldn't have noticed.
If I wanted crooked tile, I would have done the job myself. But it's over, no more, that's it. I'm moving on. The shower works fine, the wire baskets in the shower tile are crooked but I can live with it. He lost my drawer pulls and charged me for getting new ones but you know ok. He didn't put enough spacers in the legs on the Ikea vanity so the legs will loosen over time but I think I can fix that. There's still some paint on my new lights but that can be fixed when I paint the apt next year.
Really, I don't know what's been more painful, the bathroom renovation or my back.
Uh uh..no way...no freakin' way. This is so wrong. He needs to get his butt back over there and fix the other 2 inches and all the other sloppy stuff. Pronto.
Posted by: Diahn | June 22, 2008 at 08:30 PM
The couple of crooked tiles is really not noticeable. I see them because I know it's there. The crooked baskets can't be fixed unless he replaces the tile. I think I can take care of everything else. And besides, I think he'd just mess something else up if he did try to fix anything. I just want him out of my life.
Posted by: janey | June 22, 2008 at 08:56 PM
I'm so sorry, Janey, but it was to be expected, wasn't it? I don't know of anyone who's had things done to their property without something being wrecked or whatever. Why do you think my bathroom has been like a bomb site for two and a half years. I just can't cope with the idea of having builders around. When the hypnotherapy and all the Valiums have started working and I can face it, I will get in touch with a firm employing women. I think *they* might care whether tiles are crooked or not.
Posted by: Bela | June 24, 2008 at 12:27 PM
That's funny. Whenever I tell the story, I always add that a woman wouldn't have done it that way. I wonder how you'd find a women's renvotion company?
Posted by: janey | June 24, 2008 at 05:25 PM
Wow Im sorry this happened to you. My sister went through this very thing last month. I suppose that some guys have done a thing or two in their or friends homes and call themselves experts. She is for lack of a better word...PISSED
Posted by: PamYla | June 27, 2008 at 11:57 AM