"Fake Hustle" is a phrase sometimes used in sports to characterize those times when an athlete isn't working as hard as he should, but makes enough effort to appear as though he is.
Liane's talk with the woman from the contractor's office the other day not only generated some phone calls (that ultimately resulted in nothing much changing) it seems it has now generated a site visit from some assessor dude at the office. He wanted to come out and see what was happening and talk to her in person about it all. Okay....
What's hilarious is that he was an hour late for his appointment, which thankfully Liane called him on to illustrate her point about how lame the communication and follow through has been. He made some weak excuse, of course. I was at work during all of this, but I encouraged her to not dwell on the past so much. We are where we are. What I'm concerned about is what we're going to do about these things moving forward. She tried to pin him down to some concrete action, but basically the guy was powerless. He's just supposed to report back. Really? You drove all the way out here just to see it and get the same story in person we had already given on the phone?
Wow. There's nothing to see. It's a half finished job. Doors and windows have been ordered and aren't in yet. I'm sure that's a lot of why the porch crew hasn't been out. But we gave them all the info to place the orders in plenty of time (before we went on vacation). When we returned it still hadn't been done. They simply dropped the ball. Wait...that's in the past. What are we doing now?
Nothing concrete. Liane is going to follow up in a day or two.
Normally I'd be really furious about all of this, but I was prepared for it going in, which for some reason makes it bearable.
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