Sometimes you just need to drop the right name…

Before his vacation started Dave called an electrical inspector to have him come do the initial inspection. Dave gave him a few days and when he didn’t return the call, Dave called again. In the mean time Dave built a couple new walls, made another phone call, sprayed some foam insulation – being careful not to cover the electrical wires that still need to be inspected – replaced a window and kept himself busy with the endless list of jobs that need to be done.

Add scaffold construction to the man’s resume. It was like popping through a trap door, which was appropriate for International Talk Like A Pirate Day.

Foam every where.

Trimming off the excess foam…hard work with a one-handled blade…

…so Dave fashioned his own two-handled knife!

Yesterday morning Dave made his fourth phone call. When he got the inspector’s voice mail again, Dave said hello, identified himself, and said “I’ve been trying to reach you for an electrical inspection… Oddly enough, I was out Friday night, talking with Mr. X* and your name came up when I mentioned that I needed an inspection….” 10 minutes later Dave’s phone rang. The inspector should be here this afternoon.

*Mr. X, a friend who, I am fairly certain, would feel that I besmirched his good name by mentioning him here, with VW emblazoned across the top of the page. We like him any way.