So, I am going to be starting a remodel on my house and I got a few bids. I really liked one contractor. I think I even bonded with him (in a contractor/client sort of a way). Anyway, when the third bid came in substantially less than my original contractor, I felt horrible. But hey, that extra money would come in awful handy when I am also trying to get windows installed.
I called the contractor and the conversation went something like this:
“Hi Boris (okay, not his real name – I made it up), this is Cindie.”
“Oh Hi, Cindie. We sure are anxious to get started on your kitchen!”
“Ya, about that. So I have decided to go with another bidder.”
“What do you mean another bidder? What did we do wrong?”
Cue Neil Sedaka
I actually found myself saying, “Oh Boris, it isn’t you. It's me.”
Geesh, breaking up with a contractor is just about as bad as breaking up with your boyfriend!
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