The roof guy.
The molding guy. Who just happens to be the roof guy and we like him so much that we wish he did everything so we would only need one guy.
But he doesn't.
So, we have the plumber guy.
The tree guy.
The septic tank guy.
The phone guy.
The electric company guy. Who we don't like at all because he turned our electricity off because "I got things to do". (See below)
The cable guy. Actually two cable guys. Because we needed two visits because the office guys are dumb. But the technician guys are not.
It seems when you buy a house, you start collecting guys. Guys who will come to your house, tell you what is wrong (alot) and then tell you how much it is going to cost to fix it (alot).
Or, guys who come to hook something up and then tell you they can't.
Or, the guys that tell you they will be there between 10 and 12 and don't show up until 7.
Or, the guys that tell you they will come and never show up.
Or, bad guy guys who come to the house to turn off your electricity for ABSOLUTELY NO REASON and when you get on the phone with the company, and are put on hold for 15 minutes of torturous phone "music", they tell you they don't have time to wait around and pull the plug on the power.
While you are standing right there.
And then they leave.
Which leads you to spend many, many, many minutes listening to more torturous phone music trying to get someone to come out and fix it. Since you have a well for water, which requires electricity to get it to faucet level, you no longer have running water and because the promised "there by 7 guy" never shows up, you therefore end up spending the night at the house of the only family in town you know. Since they have also just moved in and are still waiting for their stuff to arrive, you are asked to bring your own sheets and towels. Which you think you can do until you realize the ones you have been using are in the washing machine. Which means you have to find more sheets in the hundred or so boxes that are littered around the house. Which means you end up finding the sheets that have been in storage for three years and take them, trying to blot the idea that you will be sleeping on sheets that have not been washed in three years.
Which leads you to wish you were back in Tokyo where these things just don't happen.
2 comments:
I have had a lot of days like that! I had a dream last night that I went to one of my old jobs for the first day of school and I was getting myself all ready for class and then realized that I wouldn't have been assigned any classes because I quit and left Japan. In the dream I just hung around in the teacher's room hoping that somehow I would end up being in the right place if I just stayed there long enough.
It does get a little easier and you do get used to it after awhile but there is always something in the back of your mind with this vision of Tokyo and that (easy) life.
Love to you guys,
Debra, Mark, and Maya
Yes, Tokyo spoils us all.
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