So, my mother pings me today on MSN. She was rather cheerful and chatty--for a change. She asked me how the floors were going. I told her about yesterday and that I was looking forward to tomorrow morning when the laminate floor goes in and we're ALL DONE.
I then got a good 25 lines of text telling me how to tell the installers how to install my floor.
...
Now, in 66 years on this planet has she ever lived in a house or worked in an office that used laminate flooring?
No.
Has she ever had it installed?
No.
Has she ever had friends or family who had it installed?
No.
But she and only she knows best how it should be done and of course if I don't tell them what she said, I'll have a piss poor job done and be unhappy because I didn't tell them how to do their jobs.
Thank you for sharing mom. You have a good weekend...okay! Gotta run, work is busy.
Weather is here...wish you were beautiful.
Write when you get work :P
HA!
P.S. I'm rather proud of that subject line.
I then got a good 25 lines of text telling me how to tell the installers how to install my floor.
...
Now, in 66 years on this planet has she ever lived in a house or worked in an office that used laminate flooring?
No.
Has she ever had it installed?
No.
Has she ever had friends or family who had it installed?
No.
But she and only she knows best how it should be done and of course if I don't tell them what she said, I'll have a piss poor job done and be unhappy because I didn't tell them how to do their jobs.
Thank you for sharing mom. You have a good weekend...okay! Gotta run, work is busy.
Weather is here...wish you were beautiful.
Write when you get work :P
HA!
P.S. I'm rather proud of that subject line.