I'm not bad at doing drywall, I just don't like it. I'm too perfectionist to do it efficiently. Besides, blending seams is an art-form I have no intention in trying to master. So, one day, the drywall guy shows up while I'm at work. I left a remote garage door opener for him to access the house. Nothing unusual here, except that I later discovered that he "forgot" the opener and a set of blueprints inside one of the stud cavities behind the drywall he had just installed! He never showed up on-time nor the days he committed and yet, he managed to get the job done. He is the kind of guy you want to hate but you can't because he successfully makes you believe he tries really hard to make things happen for you. Took him 2 weeks though...
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