For two days of my 3-day weekend, was a bust. Gas line went out and it took 2 days to fix. I didn't know what was worse, people coming in and out all day or being cold.
The people were nice, and it's a good think I don't hide my .... stuff... in the utility closet .
If they had discovered my stuff, they probably would just chuck it up to their their long list of stories of what they find in people's apartments/houses/etc. over the years (lol). It's still unnerving to me and my wife to have them in our place and not knowing when they will be back in again until they say they are done. It took until 7:30 tonight.
Any body else out there have nervous repair-man stories?