Good Morning to all.
Another wonderful day with my old high school friend. Then a horror happening when my son came to inspect the carpentry done on the house. He said it was atrocious work, unacceptable, and to not give them another cent without his approval. While he was here, the boss carpenter called saying he had just been released from the hospital. When he heard what Weldon had to say, he rushed over to the house and they had a "confrontation". The upshot was that Ken was bringing the police over here this morning to pick up his tools from the garage, and that he was finished with this job. After about a half hour, his live-in girl/wife called to say he didn't wish to end things like this, and did we still wish him to finish the job? Of course we do, but with him doing it, not his boy/apprentices who tried to work without him and botched things up terribly. He will take today off to try to feel better, and will come tomorrow to see what can be done to rectify things. I feel awful as, when he asked me how I liked the work and if I was satisfied, I said yes. I don't know enough about construction to know shoddy work when I see it. It looked fine to me. Anyway, I am glad he phoned back to say he would like to follow-up on the job and make it right, if Weldon would show up daily after work to tell him if he liked it, or not. I hate confrontations like that. Fred leaves today, and I need to pay bills as it's social security pay day for me. Happy 3rd Wednesday of March to all.