This morning, I had two things scheduled:
1) a service man was to come and fix a problem with the hood fan, which is quite new and under warranty. The lights wouldn't go out in the fan, and when he came previously, he toldl me had to order the part, and replace a control panel inside. We had scheduled this for this morning. He called at 8:30 and said he could come 4 -6 PM. Oh good, just when I was wanting to use the stove to make dinner. So I asked him to come in the AM another day, and he said he would, but hasn't gotten back to me about when. Update - he just called and said "can I come at 5:00?" Uh, no.
2) We had three new dressers, two 45 " long, and one taller, narrow one, custom made of solid wood, painted white, with a light distress to the paint, and they were to be delivered this morning. Well, they were brought, through the pouring rain, about noon, and they aren't white, they are cream. They are beautiful, but they are cream! We already have similar white painted night stands, and I pointed out to the guy in the store a piece they had, and stated I wanted that colour. Also with the taller dresser, I can't open the drawers without almost pulling the whole unit open, they are so tight. I called the store, got one of the owners, and he made it sound like I had a problem. He said, if the colour is wrong, that's why people should come and have a look at the finished pieces before delivery. I said that nobody suggested that to us, to which he replied, "that goes without saying". WTF. Oh, and did I mention that we paid $4000 for these dressers to be custom made? Anyhow, he said the dressers could be picked up, painted white, and they would fix the drawers. So these young delivery guys are going to come back tomorrow. In the meantime, we got rid of the previous dressers yesterday, and we thought our clothes would only be sitting around for one day until the new pieces came. In retrospect, I should have not accepted them as it was obvious they were not the colour I specified, but I didn't know what to do. Oh well. This day has been kind of a write off.
The guy who is replacing the part in the stove hood fan called and asked if he could come this morning, so he showed up. I left him in the kitchen, went upstairs for about 20 minutes and he called me. I thought "oh good, he's done". Wrongo. He said the part wouldn't fit, it was the wrong one, and would have to be reordered (another couple of weeks), and then he would come back. I was ticked and asked how, when there is a model number for EVERYTHING these days, could the wrong part be ordered. I said it was invconvenient that this was happening, and he replied "well imagine how I feel, having to come back again". I was so pissed I said "Well, lets make it all about you". He backed down and was nicer after that. I don't know who really screwed up the order and probably never will. I am kind of fed up with workers this week.