Dear Contractor.

Don’t call me “kiddo,” or I’m going to be tempted to call you “old geezer.”

Don’t fuss at me for asking you to “jump though hoops”. Last time I checked, coming out to give me  quote and then returning to modify that quote based on new information are necessary tasks in order to procure business, not circus tricks.

Please don’t complain to me about my timeline. Buddy, you’re not the one walking the dog in 30 degree weather, so believe me when I say we’re moving as fast as we are able.

And for goodness sakes, don’t be nicer to my husband than you are to me. If you’re going to be rude and condensing, at least have the decency to be rude and condensing to everyone.

(Oh yes, we’re choosing another contractor).

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One response to “Dear Contractor.

  1. That’s My Girl !!!!!
    Love You!
    Mom

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