Day 2

I have no recollection of losing my temper in a magnitude anywhere close to what happened yesterday. All about the storage of sand!! It was all very unclear when I was communicating with both parties (contractor and condo manager) over the phone. My impression was that the condo manager was being difficult but when I got home, I realized that it was the contractor who wanted to store the sand in my house for his own convenience when the condo manager had given a special approval to store it in the basement storage area. I got a shock too seeing the number of workers in my house, easily 10 Indian looking workers when Rose told me there were only 2 on the first day. Apparently, the extra 8 came from the opposite construction site to help out. (I saw them pushing back the pushcart to the construction site). Wow! True blue brotherhood!

Immediately, I rang him and literally hammered him flat! My blood was boiling and I could feel my blood pressure going up (though genetically I have low blood pressure), as I was firing at him. Ok, we settled. The workers moved the sand bags out of my living room.

And today, he had the cheek to try to do the same. He intended to move the cement and tiles into my living room AGAIN! I told him off outright and gave him 2 options. Half in the kitchen walkway and half in the basement OR all in the basement. I left it as such and hung up.

Gosh, this is really an experience. Even my colleagues heard me screaming over the phone eventhough my office is rather well enclosed already. All these happened while L is happily away on a business trip and guess what, he will be gone again next week.