So they started work on the kitchen today. When the two dudes showed up at 8, the kitchen looked like this:
Three hours later, they were done:
I really like what they've done with it -- it's so much more open, and it's so much easier now to see what's in the cabinets without the doors. So I ask the dude when he thinks things will be finished and he says, "Oh, I can probably have the cabinet doors on by Friday." Hey, Friday, that's awesome. Pretty quick turnaround.
Then I asked him when the other small things, like the stove, dishwasher, sink and counters might be making an appearance, and he said, "Oh, I don't know... around November 6th or so." Then came the "What the shit?!" heard 'round the world. I have to wait 14 days until I can set something down on something?! The original design dude said five days, start to finish, and now this clown's telling me that I can't cook something or wash something or lean on something for two weeks. Ain't that a bizznitch.
I guess we'll be either microwaving, toasting or George Foreman-ing (you know I'm breaking that fucker out). Of course we can always order in. We've got our pick of the take-out litter: shitty Mexican, shitty Chinese, shitty pizza or really shitty Thai.
Hold on... 14 days, there are four of us and three meals a day... carry the seven... that's 168 meals. I think I'm just gonna pick up 14 cases of these:
"Yo Miss O, if you're done picking at that "Type XII Style 1 Enriched Protein Bar," send it over my way! Shoot! Heat that bad boy on the George Foreman -- them's good eatin'!"