Monday Rant

The effects of my new position are starting to wear on me. I’ve only been at this a few months now, but the daily whining of an incompetent contractor, an imperceptive architect, and the never-ending Pacific Northwest rain has brought me to the point of wanting to walk-away from the job.

Over the last several weeks I have read at least 10 letters from our contractor who has requested equitable compensation for their inability to write a schedule, coordinate with their sub-contractors, the architect, the owner, and themselves. It was the hilarious the first time I read a letter from our contractor requesting additional money for a requirement they were contractually obligated to pay for. After their 3^rd request, I quickly saw where this was heading—anything not put right in front of them or anything that required them to apply themselves requires additional payment because apparently this goes beyond their abilities as contractors—or free-standing, walking, thinking, humans.

Our architect is suffering from a God-like complex. His drawings are PERFECT. They cannot be improved upon. They need no further explanation. His drawings are so perfect that if you removed one dimension on a page, the dimensions would assemble themselves, collectively calculate the missing dimension, and shape the corner of the plans to pick up a pencil from off the table and fill in the missing dimension. If anyone was to try and improve upon his drawings, including the architect himself, the planets would align and the natural balance of the solar system would fail, life would vanish, but the architect would prevail survived only by the plans he had drawn. (sarcasm)

Lastly, I want the rain to stop. It’s rained far too much for 2006. We need to spread this rain out evenly over the year so that there are May flowers, late-summer hot showers, and December snow.

On a brighter note, I found $15 cash in the parking lot today. If this happened at the end of every day I think I just might be able to tolerate this job.