…being in the contracting business.

I know Scott is under stress 199% percent of the time. (199% is NOT a typo.)

Buttttttt:
Yesterday & today, although stressful made me feel super accomplished.

Scott usually has me get permits & help with larger estimate because I have previous experience in the plumbing field, and in fact have been in this line of work from the accounting and planning end just a little less time than he has. I’m not a contractor obviously, but I am good with numbers.

Anyways, we did this gas line for a new customer on Monday and the gas test was passed but the line wasn’t approved for backfill because they said it was “undersized.” Both Scott & I were panicking because A. It wasn’t undersized B. We looked really bad to the customer and C. Fighting with a City is usually a losing battle.

So, the homeowner went down there with my plans yesterday morning and they still rejected them. At this point we were going to have to redo an entire job for free to make this customer happy, all while second guessing our formulas etc and feeling like we fucked up.

But, I did those calculations about 50 times and always came out with the same numbers. So, on my way to the dentist yesterday I stopped back into the city with the same plans, redrawn out (this time I used multi-colors for dramatic effect!) and the counter guy said someone would call me around 5.

They didn’t. They in fact did not call me at all last night. So, I called this morning and realized THURSDAYS they open late!!! FUCK ME!

Anyhow, to sum this up: I was right all along and they called to tell me it was all good about 5 minutes before Scott went to go buy $500 in materials to redo work that we knew was right.

Sometimes it pays to be tenacious.