I had someone come by and do some work at the house, nothing too much but a little more than what is within my particular skill set.
The workers came round with the requisite lumber, nails, tools and other equipment necessary to get the work completed efficiently and expertly. The final product demonstrates that I chose the right people to do the job. I sat back last night and surveyed the completed work and felt that something had been accomplished and I know that Ellen is as happy with the result as me.
When the work was completed I met with the Head Dude and complimented him and his workers which he gracefully accepted as he handed me the bill. He had come in under budget but I paid the original estimated price because it was well worth it and the tip would not only show my appreciation but would guarantee great work at a future date.
He gave me a bill. One bill. It was an itemized costing of materials and labor. It was easy to understand and the number at the bottom, right next to the word 'Total' was the amount that I should write on the check. How simple can that be? I didn't get a bill from the Nail Company. Apparently the Head Dude had paid for the Lumber so I didn't get a bill from the Lumber Company. They had rented a piece of equipment from a company in town but I didn't get a bill from them either. I was handed, one bill. That's singular, just one. Uno.
The guy I hired has a very small operation but he came highly recommended by a friend. He doesn't have a massive organization behind him, nothing spectacular at all. Still, despite this limit he gave me just one bill.
Over the last few weeks Ellen and I have taken a few days off to take care of a couple of health related problems. For example, it was time for me to get the probe. You know what I am talking about right. I got a clean bill of health and .... here we go.
I got one bill - from the Doctor.
I got one bill - from the Surgeon.
I got one bill - from the Anesthetist.
I got one bill - from a Laboratory for goodness knows what.
I got one bill - from the Pizza Delivery Boy?? How did he get in there.
My point is that we should by now have some way of getting all this on just one bill. Is that unreasonable?
Speaking of Medical ....
Last week I was hooking up and didn't notice that one of the Glad Hands was broken. I was able to get it connected with a whole lotta Duct Tape and Bailing Wire (so I guess it wasn't broke after all) but not before it all came apart. I lost my balance and fell hurting my back and left forearm.
Anyone will tell you that if you hurt your back, especially at my age, it's time to take a step back and pay attention. I called in the issue and was sent to see a Doctor under the Workers Compensation Program. They checked me out and stuck me with a couple of needles - oh Joy. They also gave me some exercises to do and told me to come back after the weekend. So, we missed a round of our dedicated route and with a back that felt as if nothing had happened I reported to the Doctor again this morning. Tomorrow we will get back to work.
Tomorrow October 20, 2015
We are on a dedicated route, I think I mentioned that. We run from Laredo to Pocahontas, Illinois then drop down to Salem and go back to Laredo again. It's a good run for us because we are at home every weekend. Ellen says that everything happens for a reason so perhaps this is the reason I was hurt last week. Our load from Salem was supposed to be brought to Joplin where we would meet the Driver and relay the load, taking it on to Laredo and getting back on schedule. I called in to learn what time the inbound truck is expected and apparently the run was rerouted to Florida this time. Ouch! Now we are on hold to see how Operations will plug us back into our run.