B&Q bathroom installation – day 9

Day 9
It’s 8:30 and no sign of Danny the most unreliable builder in the world.  I ring B&Q and Alan is yet again unlucky enough to be the one to pick up my call.  I tell him no fitter came yesterday like they said they were going to and there’s no one here yet either.  He sighs the deepest sigh I’ve ever heard and says he’ll see what he can do.

At least I’m now acquiring telephone skills.  I have made more phone calls in the last 10 days than I have in all the time since email and text was invented.  Maybe I’ll go and work in a call centre or something and utilise my new skills.

Or maybe not.   Maybe I’ll write a book entitled “How To F**k Up Your Bathroom” although it will be a very short book which just says “Get B&Q to do it”.  Probably wouldn’t be a bestseller actually, thinking about it.

And in case you’re wondering why I’m blogging about my bathroom and not jogging, it’s because running isn’t exactly conducive to having clean hair and until B&Q get their act together and install my bath, I can’t wash my hair.  Grr.

So, after 10 days since work began, this is what my bathroom looks like so far:

Not exactly a room to luxuriate in after a hard day’s work.

9:00 and Alan from B&Q hasn’t phoned back yet.  He has probably lost the will to live and has slit his wrists in the staff toilet.  Okay, it’s only half an hour but my patience wore out a few days ago and I should be on my way to work by now, not sitting at home rambling on my blog.

Is there a governing body or something I can complain to about this?  Watchdog?  Or maybe I should just hire a hitman.

Update
10:30 and Alan from B&Q still hasn’t rung back (typical man, not returning my calls) so I ring him and ask him what the fitters said.  He said there’ll be someone with me tomorrow.  I said what happened yesterday?  He said they couldn’t get hold of the fitter.  I said why did they say there was going to be someone going round in the afternoon?  He said he didn’t know.  I said it is because they were lying.  He agrees with me.  I say is someone definitely coming tomorrow?  He says yes, between 8 and 9, if there’s no one there by 9:15 then ring him and he’ll get someone on emergency, as it’s been going on for too long now.  Waa, why didn’t he get me an emergency fitter before now?  And I forgot to ask why no one turned up today.  I said I’ll see what happens tomorrow.

No work has been done on my bathroom for a week.

Waa, am I ever going to get my bathroom finished?  Or at least have a bath installed?

I. Am. So. Pissed. Off.

Grr.