My job-site meeting couldn’t have gone better, of course little issues popped us during discussions with the engineers, water district, and inspectors, but I had a good handle on the situation and pretty much made everybody happy. After chatting with my crew for a few minutes, I spoke to the project manager of another contractor working with us. We discussed the current project and the conversation ended with him telling me that his company was hiring….
My boss called and directed me to call the project manager (who had just offered me a job) with news that would infuriate him. So I did. I thought I did a decent job of relaying the unwanted news, but apparently not because after hearing me out and realizing I wasn’t going to budge my position, the line clicked dead. So there went all of that.
Then FedEx called me to tell me that an important delivery couldn’t be made and additional fees had to be paid prior to them rescheduling delivery. So I called my supplier who of course was on vacation as was his assistant. The crane I had attempted to schedule for a lift was now booked out for the next two weeks.
Another foreman wanted materials delivered tomorrow morning that had at least a three day lead-time.
On top of that, some of my coworkers needed some questions answered by me for their projects, and now I felt extremely pressured. When the next call with bad news rolled in, I muttered an expletive under my breath much to the amusement of one of my friends since I rarely curse.
I refuse to become a swearing-sailor, but in minimal usage, it has its benefits. A horrible lesson and probably incorrect, but that is what I took from today.