In just over 6 months we have had 4 handymen.
The first handyman was awesome. He was honest and did great work. But he left to serve indefinitely in a toxic waste site in Japan. Which is so great for him and the people he is serving, but a little inconvenient for me.
The second guy had the giggles in an uncomfortable way. Think 23 year-old pothead mixed with the Joker. He did good work, but he wouldn’t call us back after the first couple of projects and left one undone (and unpaid, of course). Then he changed his number.
Then there was Ed, about 60 years old, who swore like a sailor and spoke with “s” sounds that whistled. He wasn’t all that interested in work, though by the looks of his car, clothes, and hair, could have benefitted from some extra cash. But every time I called him to do a job he would try to talk me into doing it myself. Like tiling and installing appliances and bathroom fixtures.
Finally, our latest handyman is reasonably priced, but insecure in his recommendations. I think my decision-making quota has been satisfied for the next 10 years, and am so done with researching options on the little things. And though he does great carpentry, his time management skills are lacking. He works ever-so-slowly, taking lots of breaks (off the clock), and is never, ever on time (I’m talking 2 or 3 days later than he says he will be here). But the bar has been lowered: he’s nice and honest, and we are too close to being at a sweet spot with the house to start over with a new handyman.
Too f*cking close.