With that I also agree. But then I sometimes wonder if my impression of the younger generation is correct.Problem isn’t so much the kids it’s the parents I recon.
I can't think of anything I have ever done, especially when dealing with people, that I couldn't have done better.I blame myself for not being more specific when I hired them.
It's nice to know that I'm not alone in my travails.I recently demo'd a 20x60 apartment. Hired guys to do the demo. Made the same mistake of not specifying I wanted a "clean demo" - no nails, no screws.
Went around with a framing hammer and cordless screw gun on my belt and pulled them out pretty quick.
Next time I'll know to be more specific.
hkstroud, you are dating yourself. Mind if I ask the year(s) of which you speak? I can only imagine the work involved in picking 100 lbs of cotton. My father (1925 - 2004) and family were sharecroppers in 'bama. He often spoke of the grueling nature of picking cotton. I sometimes feel guilty for having had such an easy life compared to my parents.I also remember picking cotton for 3 cents a pound. That is $3 a hundred. Do you know how much cotton it takes to weight a hundred pounds or how long it takes to pick a hundred pounds of cotton?
Yes. I was old when dirt was invented.hkstroud, you are dating yourself.