I started the morning off a little tense as the contractors didn't get here until quarter of eleven. AND, the owner made no acknowledgement or mention of the no-show on Sunday. I know apologizing is never fun (I did it once, and I remember) but I do think it was called for. But fine, they're here, whatever.
So the tile guy calls me downstairs a few minutes ago to look at the layout of the tile and ask a question about the pattern and where it falls with the air register. He gave me a few options to chose from, all of which sounded fine to me. "You pick," I told him. "I trust you. You've been doing this a lot longer than me."
"Actually, I just watched a video," he said without blinking an eye. There was a brief pause then we all burst out laughing.
"Great," I said. "So okay, I'm going to go start drinking now."
"Oh man, we started hours ago," he said, waving his hands in the air.
At least they're funny.