Mike called me and asked me to help with a tiling job. His client had bought some new Subway tiles and wanted them professionally installed in her pool house.
The contractor that Mike had hired to lay the tiles didn’t show up for the job, and Mike was in a bind. He had promised the client that the job would be done by the end of the week, and his contractor was nowhere to be found.
I don’t like laying bathroom tiles. It just isn’t my specialty. I agreed to go out and help Mike with it, but only two hours into the job the client came into the pool house and started demanding to know why the job wasn’t finished yet and started cursing me out because the job wasn’t finished. I tried to explain to the customer that I wasn’t the original contractor; I was just called in that morning, and I was trying to get it done as soon as possible. The customer kept yelling and cursing, so I just put my trowel down and said “I’m done now.” and walked out to my truck and drove myself home. I don’t need that kind of guff from anyone!
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