And is it ever. I'm up ahead of the roosters to get ready to meet a tower crew at the North Campus. So far, this project has proceeded, as Tam says, "grabastically," no word from the contractor for a couple of months, then a huge flurry of waste motion on short notice.
I stayed close to home on Friday (a day off), as they supposedly had a truckload of supplies arriving. (This after a lot of back-and-forth Thursday on paying for the supplies in advance between my employer and the engineering firm who hired the tower crew.) The crew boss called me at noon to advise they were still waiting and would call me as soon as they heard from the driver. Never happened and when I called at 6:30 p.m., the crew boss sheepishly told me the truck had "had some kind of trouble," wouldn't be in town until Monday, and "I, unh, forgot to call you."
Not a good sign. Tower crews tend to be "salt of the earth" types, willing to work long hours applying uncommon skills to dangerous tasks, but the crews are extremely tight-knit, quick to take offense and stubborn as the day is long. I'm hoping their noses aren't much out of joint but if they stubborn up on me, oh well; I get paid by the hour and I'm happy to spend part of the day e-mailing up and down through my bosses and theirs until the work gets properly done.
T. R. MCELROY'S STREAMLINED TELEGRAPH KEYS
1 year ago