or you can just hire competent people to do it for you, but even that it getting damn near impossible these days

 

a friend acquaintance of mine is a contractor who has been in business for 15 years. Garbage work. I mean, this MFr (not to be confused with MiataForumz.com user) is the biggest scam I have seen. Mike Holmes even ripped his **** out one time on TV.
Anyhow, I had employed my friend before knowing he sucked. I mean, he was in business for years. Anyhow, he fucked up so much **** at my old place that when we went to sell the place we took a beating on one of the projects he did. Now, he did do a great job on the kitchen but man, butchered some stuff but I felt it was kind of my fault as we rushed him... so I didnt become too critical of his work, besides how bad can he be when hes always busy working on 'big projects'.

The following house we got we had him in early to work on a bathroom. OMG. I fired him. He was leveling **** with trim. Like wall crooked, slide trim in, nail. Concrete board screwed to concrete foundation, **** was a mess. He used to tell me about how Kijiji had the worst people and I needed to stfa from kijiji and contractors....

I tried kijiji, put out 4 inquiries for quotes, hired a mid cost contractor guy who does AMAZING work. He has done 3 bathrooms for me. He explains, wont do the job unless its done right meaning i need to spend the cash on proper material or the job stops. He doesnt ask for full payment up front and has his own truck to get ****. The guy does amazing work IMO.

My friend is a moron. When the new contractor pulled out my buddies work which was a bathroom almost completed he laughed and took pictures and called me every time something was amazingly done wrong. LOL. ie: plumbing on cold exterior wall....


I should have known as my buddy lied about everything anyways, hes just is a **** *** contractor too...

 

This weekend, I could not get bagels the way I wanted them without tons of effort on my part to restate my order over and over again. I wanted two bagels, both everything with plain cream cheese, but only 1 toasted.

I looked at my wife in utterly amazement how this worker could not listen to me and comprehend my order.

She then she said to me, "Just be glad she isn't your doctor."

Such wisdom.

 

At least one of the dozen or so [probably illegal] El Salvadorans who used to live in my house had a home renovation business. Unfortunately some of that work was done on my house, including some can lights in the living room ceiling that were wired up sloppily and run through a cheapo dimmer that wasn't rated for the total wattage they were pulling.

They also let their swarm of anchor babies use the garage as a goddamned romper room instead of keeping vehicles & tools in there like normal people. Garage door beat all to **** from the inside. After we moved in, a neighbor kid comes up to me in my driveway and tells me how they used to kick soccer ***** and jump their skateboards into the door. Great. Lived with it for a few years and finally got a new door a couple weeks ago, $1400 I shouldn't have had to spend, but at least the door is a much nicer model than the old one, better insulated, etc.

The tile in the kitchen and first floor bathroom isn't perfectly straight either. Simple things done wrong like this **** me off to no end. The big box stores all sell little plastic ******* spacers so that even a complete moron can get tiles laid straight, but I guess they were too cheap to spend the $5. The average guest in our house won't notice, but every time I sit down to take a dump I look at that floor and the visible incompetence starts to raise my blood pressure. Pooping shouldn't cause this level of stress, you know?

The kicker was that after they moved out, on the kitchen counter they left us a business card for the guy's remodeling services, as if we would possibly be interested in hiring him in the future!

They also left a midget **** DVD up on the shelf in the coat closet. I will chalk that up to an accident on their part since none of them were tall enough to see up that high.

 

Think Rick needs a 3 day banned for this train wreck

 

I'd need my own forum to describe the asshattery of what the previous owner (certified HVAC-owning-his-own-company-contractor-doofus) did to my house. There is not a single wall in a single room that is done. I don't mean done right, I just mean done, as in finished.

I can't even imagine what dood did to other people's houses...

 

paint wife. particularly her hair.

when she complains, tell her to call her brudder.

 

worst advice ever bro.

 

i'm trying to achieve ground potential.

 

Unlike Stewart Development, your failure ships today.

 

hahahahhaah.


ba doom cheeeee

 

Rick pays attention to Miata stuff???

 

Better believe it bro.

 

Time to paint the bro in laws room.....

I had already done 1 coat of primer / sealer myself when I had time and he was at work. Re-shimmed the door etc.

A few days later I says to him, "Go get the sealer and we can do another coat since I puttied the walls and cleaned up some areas".

10 mins later bro in law brings back the bucket, cracks it open and pours it into our trays.

**there was a moment after the very first roller that I said something ain't right... BUT DONT LOOK **

I continued painting with him, redid the room walls and the ceiling which had yet to be primered / sealed. 2 hours later i says..... "lets paint the ceiling now, go grab the ceiling paint".

He says "the ceiling paint is already in the room".

** at this moment i just knew i was right earlier but was emotionally distraught over laughing at him or being sad that I let it all happen...
I do like to see train wrecks now and then, even if I am a party to them.


You see, it wasn't primer / sealer paint he brought up.He brought up a similar looking bucket of ceiling paint.



10 minutes later.. he takes the remaining ceiling paint (we are now low since we sealed the room with the bucket of ceiling paint) and pours it in my tray. Then, proceeds to poor a different brand and make of ceiling paint into his tray which had a purple tint to it. I cut the ceiling, he started to roll and I was just like 'really?', what the ****.

At this point i told him to just paint the walls and I went to eat.

 

trollolololol.

Dude, he has you living under a bridge.

 

do you know of a nearby rendering plant?

 

wtf does that even mean. what is a rendering plant?

is this some sort of anime question...

 

It's a factory where they process animal fat into other materials. The smell is almost unimaginable.

 

We have a KFC down the road, does that count?

 

Lazy ******!

I like when I'm volunteered to help, knowing good and damn well that they don't know **** about what I'm supposed to be "helping" with. So it ends up being me doing 95% of the work while they hold a flashlight, stand over my shoulder and watch and generally irritate me. I guess to them help simply means come do this for me, they just don't want to say so. It's usually car related or computer related.