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This was a really weird day for me.
I had a 9 am meeting on google meet; this one was about snippiness and/or nonresponsiveness on the part of the engineers to requests from the architect and his team and the builder and their team. *sigh* The night before I had kinda cyberstalked the person who has very much been the lightning rod for complaints. I _thought_ he lived in Connect the Dots, but after poking around at his LinkedIn, I realized that he had definitely lived in my town until fairly recently, so I found his house, and realized he hadn’t sold it, at which point I was like, holy shit if I continued on Central instead of cutting through on Windsor on my 3 mile loop, I’d be passing that guy’s house every time I did that loop.
Small world.
Anyway. We all knew that guy had a new baby at home. He’s not sleeping, that’ll explain a lot of snippiness. He was comparatively new to the engineering team, added when we had complained a while back about nonresponsiveness on the part of the (still nominally anyway) Project Manager. That guy _does_ live in Connect the Dots, and he’s been in the middle of a divorce for two years (that state is just like that and yes, it’s stupid, and yes, they should change it and no, don’t expect that to happen any time soon) and it looks like it got a little unpleasant at the end (contempt motion on the docket for a while at the tail end of 2023) and she got the house and he’s living a mile and a half away in a rental townhome. I dished some gossip during the meeting, because I always feel like the more you know about the larger context the better your strategy is likely to be.
The meeting ticks along, and eventually ends with a plan for another meeting (not next week because the architect and I failed to coordinate our Unavailable Days, not that we should have altho honestly maybe we should?) for a meeting with the Connect the Dots guy, in person, in the builder’s office. I’m starting to plan bringing blondies and what should I wear and so forth. Maybe a platter of crudites and homemade sourdough flatbread of something. Be all hospitable and then ask them how they want to go forward, type of thing. With a stack of paper backing up all of the failure to perform and yet I still pay them.
Also! Piano lessons. Totally forgot they moved to today, but they worked out fine anyway.
I had a 9 am meeting on google meet; this one was about snippiness and/or nonresponsiveness on the part of the engineers to requests from the architect and his team and the builder and their team. *sigh* The night before I had kinda cyberstalked the person who has very much been the lightning rod for complaints. I _thought_ he lived in Connect the Dots, but after poking around at his LinkedIn, I realized that he had definitely lived in my town until fairly recently, so I found his house, and realized he hadn’t sold it, at which point I was like, holy shit if I continued on Central instead of cutting through on Windsor on my 3 mile loop, I’d be passing that guy’s house every time I did that loop.
Small world.
Anyway. We all knew that guy had a new baby at home. He’s not sleeping, that’ll explain a lot of snippiness. He was comparatively new to the engineering team, added when we had complained a while back about nonresponsiveness on the part of the (still nominally anyway) Project Manager. That guy _does_ live in Connect the Dots, and he’s been in the middle of a divorce for two years (that state is just like that and yes, it’s stupid, and yes, they should change it and no, don’t expect that to happen any time soon) and it looks like it got a little unpleasant at the end (contempt motion on the docket for a while at the tail end of 2023) and she got the house and he’s living a mile and a half away in a rental townhome. I dished some gossip during the meeting, because I always feel like the more you know about the larger context the better your strategy is likely to be.
The meeting ticks along, and eventually ends with a plan for another meeting (not next week because the architect and I failed to coordinate our Unavailable Days, not that we should have altho honestly maybe we should?) for a meeting with the Connect the Dots guy, in person, in the builder’s office. I’m starting to plan bringing blondies and what should I wear and so forth. Maybe a platter of crudites and homemade sourdough flatbread of something. Be all hospitable and then ask them how they want to go forward, type of thing. With a stack of paper backing up all of the failure to perform and yet I still pay them.
Also! Piano lessons. Totally forgot they moved to today, but they worked out fine anyway.