End of August, a tale in 3 parts. Me: can we replace the broken tiles please, before winter, when the concrete is dry and the temperature is warm enough? Tiler: sure, I'll send you an offer & we'll order the tiles already .. a month passes Me: where's the offer? Tiler: ... Me: calls back and leaves a couple of messaages Tiler: ... .. a month passes Me: where's the offer? Tiler: ... Me: calls back and leaves a couple of messaages, asking for the offer Tiler: ... .. a month passes Me: getting livid, leaves a message every day since Sunday Tiler: finally calls back today, we haven't ordered the tiles yet because you haven't accepted the offer Me: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK ARE YOU DOING **throws Tiler out of the window** I really hate dealing with tradies, I just want to give them money in exchange for services, and they make it so so hard.