listen, i get that i'm a lawyer and they're designers and stuff, but CAN WE PLEASE TRY TO SPEAK THE SAME FUCKING LANGUAGE.
like, when you say "we'll get you a quote for each of those tile options on monday" send me TWO FUCKING QUOTES, one for EACH of the two different tile options WE TOLD YOU WE WERE CONSIDERING, ON MONDAY.
do not send me some shit on TUESDAY FUCKING AFTERNOON that's like "here's the quote to use this tile and also to replace your sinks. p.s., it will extend your project timeline dangerously close to your due date even though we made no such mention of any possible alteration in the timeframe at all, ever and we've already busted up the old tile and you've been living with one bathroom, located on an entirely different floor, for 4 weeks now already."
not if you don't want a livid pregnant lawyer to call and email you to GET YOUR FUCKING ASS IN LINE.
p.s. OB's office, you held me captive for five hours and stuck me with needles all day on friday. DON'T MAKE ME CALL YOU REPEATEDLY TO GET MY GESTATIONAL DIABETES RESULTS. because i will. and i'll call hourly until you call me back. which you finally did. to let me know that i'm diabetes-free. thanks, but no thanks.
no, seriously. not anymore they aren't. I HAVE NO BATHROOM AND THERE'S A HOLE IN BETWEEN THE CEILING AND THE UPSTAIRS BATHROOM FLOOR. this isn't diamond shoes are too tight territory. this is LIVING LIKE SOMEONE IN THE FUCKING 21ST CENTURY. you know, who doesn't have LIGHT COMING THROUGH THE CEILING.
and i'm paying these people. LOTS OF MONEY. for the privilege of being jerked around and, essentially, lied to. if i told a client i'd get back to them on monday and then was all "nah, i'll just call tuesday at 4," i'd be FIRED.
Designers lying for trades and trade lying for each other, it's the name of the game. Hurry up and wait, hurry up and wait. It's a tricky balance, each trade is dependant on the other. That's my excuse anyway.
i hate all of your kind. ALL OF YOU.
listen, i get it. shit happens. then JUST TELL ME. email on monday "hey, so, the quote won't be in until tuesday."
and then, when you send the late quote, make it right. don't send me a quote for something i DID ask for and something i DIDN'T ask for (at all. sinks? whose replacing sinks, mofos?), and missing something ELSE i asked for.
That sort of thing is so frustrating. I imagine it is even more frustrating when you have to live there while it's going on.
Stossel rage!
yeah. i'm hulking out.
if either this or the OB thing had happened alone, i'd be like "wow, that's annoying." but together? i called my OB's office bright and early monday because they said "we'll have the results for you first thing monday."
EVERYONE, please, stop lying to me.
and i don't give a crap if this is precious diamond shoes stuff. when you pay for something, it should be done right. that's it. full stop. whether it's a $.99 chicken sandwich or a bathroom renovation. not like "hey, so you asked for a $.99 chicken sandwich, how about you give us $4.36 for this milkshake that we'll give to you next week? mmmkay?"
You're a lawyer? I had no idea! (I can feel you slapping me through the screen). :-)
Ok, but seriously, you should try lowering your expectations for like, everything. I feel like I've won the lotto when they remember to leave the pickles off my McDouble. The other 99 times out of 100 I'm just glad I'm not dead. Sadly I don't even think I'm exaggerating.
You're never going to speak to me again, are you? Love you, Stoss!!
You're a lawyer? I had no idea! (I can feel you slapping me through the screen). :-)
Ok, but seriously, you should try lowering your expectations for like, everything. I feel like I've won the lotto when they remember to leave the pickles off my McDouble. The other 99 times out of 100 I'm just glad I'm not dead. Sadly I don't even think I'm exaggerating.
You're never going to speak to me again, are you? Love you, Stoss!!
i know. i say this too much. i swear it isn't my whole identity. i just feel like lawyers are so reviled, it helps to explain a lot of my really ugly personality flaws.
i still love you and lucy even though she called me yuppie scum (likely deservedly).
i do have high expectations for everything. except my kid's behavior in public. everything else i feel must be right. i mean, they didn't remove the pickles? that's a BROKEN PROMISE, which makes them liars and cheats and people who deserve to DIE. in a vat of pickles.
You can stand downstairs and peep up into her bathroom. I, for one, see this as a silver lining but I don't think Ceevs is quite as kinky as I am, so her rage is justified.
Post by Monica Geller on Aug 20, 2013 15:51:21 GMT -5
OMG! I would rage (on the internet) too! You know, instead of losing it in real life when I would have to look at these people in the eye once I've calmed down.
OMG, I get the serious rages when contractors/ designers tell me they'll get me something by a particular day and then blow through that date like it's of no particular consequence. I have started adding SEVERAL full days to any timeline they set. Witness: our contractor was supposed to start yesterday on the stuff we're doing here. It's now after 5 on Tuesday and they still haven't shown up. I've gotten many encouraging texts and phone calls, letting me know that they're really on their way this time, no kidding around. OMG WHERE THE HELL ARE THEY?
I view these guys much like my husband, who has a tendency to over-promise and under-deliver in the timeline arena, due to his sincere optimism. "Today, I'm planning on being home by 5!" spoken to me at 3pm tells me that he will roll in the door around 7:15. "This trip won't be bad - I'll be back in 3 days" tells me I will see him in 7. I know he has no control over these things and he spends all day making promises he HAS to keep in the timeline arena, so I have to let it roll off.
OMG, I get the serious rages when contractors/ designers tell me they'll get me something by a particular day and then blow through that date like it's of no particular consequence. I have started adding SEVERAL full days to any timeline they set. Witness: our contractor was supposed to start yesterday on the stuff we're doing here. It's now after 5 on Tuesday and they still haven't shown up. I've gotten many encouraging texts and phone calls, letting me know that they're really on their way this time, no kidding around. OMG WHERE THE HELL ARE THEY?
I view these guys much like my husband, who has a tendency to over-promise and under-deliver in the timeline arena, due to his sincere optimism. "Today, I'm planning on being home by 5!" spoken to me at 3pm tells me that he will roll in the door around 7:15. "This trip won't be bad - I'll be back in 3 days" tells me I will see him in 7. I know he has no control over these things and he spends all day making promises he HAS to keep in the timeline arena, so I have to let it roll off.
HGTV has ruined me with expectations of redesigns and contractors. I have seen what they can do in a week, so get your fucking shit together or I will kill you. I feel your rage, even on a small scale.
Post by pantsparty on Aug 20, 2013 16:39:13 GMT -5
I hear your rage. We are going through some last-minute fuckery with our brokers, and I got all choked up and almost started crying on a call to one of my credit card companies. WHY CAN'T THINGS JUST GO AS THEY SHOULD.