Dumb and Dumber?
May. 7th, 2005 02:57 pmThe boys - and I do mean boys - are here with the bed and bench that they must put together. They are sharing the same brain cell and... ooops... left it in the truck!
They stood downstairs at the front door for freakin' ever (while I watched up here trying to ESPN them into reading my name off the directory and dialing up here so I could buzz them in). Finally they whipped out a cellphone so I knew they were calling Sheri and I grabbed my phones and the elevator down.
I left them in. One talked on the phone to HQ bitching about the last delivery while the other bitched to me about this one. "They only gave us 15 minutes for this job."
That was 45 minutes ago. They have been in my bedroom since then banging around and swearing and banging some more. "This thing doesn't even have instructions." I love this. Not only are they going to fuck up my bed, I will have to sleep on the floor again and probably pay Dinah to repaint the bedroom.
I paid extra for this - delivery and setup. Sheri's going to need to talk to HQ, I believe.
They stood downstairs at the front door for freakin' ever (while I watched up here trying to ESPN them into reading my name off the directory and dialing up here so I could buzz them in). Finally they whipped out a cellphone so I knew they were calling Sheri and I grabbed my phones and the elevator down.
I left them in. One talked on the phone to HQ bitching about the last delivery while the other bitched to me about this one. "They only gave us 15 minutes for this job."
That was 45 minutes ago. They have been in my bedroom since then banging around and swearing and banging some more. "This thing doesn't even have instructions." I love this. Not only are they going to fuck up my bed, I will have to sleep on the floor again and probably pay Dinah to repaint the bedroom.
I paid extra for this - delivery and setup. Sheri's going to need to talk to HQ, I believe.