My husband had scheduled a maintenance appointment at the dealership for his truck, like scheduled a week before the snow, the appt was for Thursday days after the snow. . .so he drove over there and sat while they never opened, they never called and said they wouldn't be opening that day, they just didn't open, he wasn't the only waiting either. π This is one of those things that is somehow acceptable down here that just sticks in my craw, I'm actually glad to be moving back home, I can deal with a foot of snow on the ground (I know how to drive) I cannot stand the ridiculousness of everything shutting down for days on end for a few inches of snow that mostly melted off the very next day. The window guy can't fix the porch windows because it's too cold for the caulk/putty to set right, but I've been waiting since Thanksgiving. The plumber has never called back his wife said he's sick, that was two weeks ago. The appraiser took a bloody month to cough up the report we pre-paid for. The property manager was here for the walk-thru Last Friday and has still never sent the promised contract. ~Arrrrghhh~
Don't get me wrong Georgia is beautiful (when there is no snow) but on many levels it's a frustrating place where service usually sucks and every damn thing takes weeks on end. π I'm from the land of "get shit done" and I gotta say this half-assed lazy "laissez faire" attitude drives me up the walls. I know my "northern aggression" is showing and I'll never truly fit in down here, I can fake the accent, but I lose my patience. π
In the "getting sh*t done" category. . . We did go ahead and change the sink in the master bath, and I am very happy with how the new sink and faucet look. π
The POD people at least were reliable and completed the swap of full box for new empties. Also, the moving helpers that came on Saturday were actually awesome and did an excellent job of loading, so we tipped Big. π