Have you ever had one of those days? You know what I mean, one of those days when you seem to do everything wrong. (Or even just one really BIG thing wrong.)
We’ve all pushed “send” for an email before re-reading it only to offend the person on the other end. We’ve all said something we didn’t mean. We’ve all spoken or writen in haste. We’ve all been in a hurry and “just this one time” sped down the road only to spend the next ten minutes talking to the police officer and cursing our haste.
And we’ve all made mistakes at work.
There’s a house next to my building. It’s a cute bungalow from those bungalow kits in the 20s. I really like it, stylistically, but ever since the old lady died and left it to her grandchildren it has not been well-maintained. Finally they decided they needed to fix things up (and I suspect they want to sell it while the market it still high. It’s a shambles and they’ll get $850,000 easily.)
I’ve been watching their renos for quite a while. In the beginning I could hardly believe my eyes; I don’t know anything about construction and renovations (no matter how much Trading Spaces I watch) and even I could tell that they were running a Monkey Show and they were doing everything backwards. My neighbour, Henry, is an architect and he and I were talking about it one day. I told him how counterintuitive I thought their process was and he laughed; if even I could tell… I guess they had been doing some things that weren’t up to code, and he, knowing the laws, called the city. It was a monkey show because they had no permit and were trying to keep everything a secret. (Someone please tell me how you can tear the roof off something and hope no one will notice.)
So now, permit in hand and several thousands of dollars later just for that, I’m sure they’re fuming. But they’re still not doing a good job. I saw their roof. The boards were rotten and there was no insulation. This was, after all, a do-it-yourself kit from the 20s. Did they replace the rotten boards? Did they insulate? No. They covered the whole thing with half-inch particle board and started laying the shingles (because as we well know, if you ignore a problem, it will go away.)
They’ve roofed the main part of the house but only placed the materials up for the addition. The boxes of yet-unused shingles and an empty Jack in the Box cup lay on the tar paper (which isn’t even tacked down) where they were left weeks ago. And today it rained all morning.
This, my friends, is not and example of having “just one of those days” where you innocently make a mistake.
But last week a man who had been on the job for twenty years and was considered a specialist in several fields accidently cut a line in a power plant in North Hollywood and for the next few hours Los Angeles and most surrounding cities (including Glendale) were out of power.
Poor guy. He was having just one of those days and I bet he still feels terrible every time he thinks about it.