Handyman Blues, Continued

If you missed the first installment, you can bring yourself up to speed here.

So Tuesday he’d said he be here around noon. Sometime after 2 he showed up. He gets everything apart, loads up the parts that need to be replaced (the defrost timer and the thermostat) and tells me “I’ll be back to finish up either today or tomorrow. If I have to go to Dayton to get parts, it’ll be tomorrow. I’ll give you a call and let you know.”

I didn’t hear from him again Tuesday, so I tried to call Wednesday morning. I left a message and I waited. Finally at 5:30 he calls. “Well, I’ve got some good news and some bad news,” he says, “the good news is I got the timer, the bad news is I won’t be able to get the thermostat until the truck comes tomorrow around noon. So, I’ll be by tomorrow afternoon to get it all put back together for you, are you going to be around tomorrow?” Dude, that’s not ‘good news and bad news’. That’s just bad news. When the bad news negates the “good” news, you don’t get to invoke that phrase… seriously!!

Not even attempting to disguise the disgust in my voice I tell him, “Well, I don’t guess I have much choice… yeah, I’ll be here.”

He finally comes Thursday (remember this all started Monday) around 2:45 and starts putting my refrigerator back together.

So, after spending 4 solid days waiting; waiting for him to call, waiting for him to show up, waiting for him to finish working on it, and now, waiting for it to cool off, I finally have a working refrigerator again!

Here, all I can say is: “Damnit!”

Naturally, I stuck a can of Welches Grape Soda in the freezer and went for a bike ride. You really can’t beat a nice cold grape soda after a ride, I always say.