When I 25 years old, I purchased my first home. It was modest in comparison to where I currently reside. The spot was about 1300 square feet not including the full unfinisihed basement. My monthly payment was $285 per month and I was feeling good about that. I mean the house was completely remodeled due to water damage from the pipes bursting over the previous winter. Trust me, it gets cold up in South Bend every winter.
Anyway the long and short of the story is that I had saved up some coins and wanted to hook my cribb up the right way. I called over this white contractor for an estimate of what I wanted. He told me how would give me a hook up cuz he knew I was associated with the truth. He quoted me $5000 and guaranteed the work would be done in 2 weeks! I thought it was a good deal, but figured if I could get it done cheaper then I could have some change left over for a new motorcycle. Well, I called over the brutha man for a 2nd opinion. Brutha man said $2500 bucks!! I was like cool, lets get this party started right and quickly!
I don't have to tell you what a mistake this was hiring this jester. He showed up around 12pm (four hours late) and did little to nothing all day and left around 4:30 cause he was tired. This lasted 2 weeks before I confronted him about doing nothing. He agreed to quit and refund my money that I paid him so far. I then called the 2nd black contractor over to complete the job. He turned out to be a crack head who didn't show up after the 3rd day. I later saw him on t.v.....or should I say crime stoppers. He was wanted for murder? Now by this time I was thinking about going back to D white man when someone recommended this old retired man to finish the job. Of course he was black too. I gave him a chance. He came early and left late. He asked for a small amount to get started and immediately fixed what was done incorrectly by the other suckers. I was concerned cause he would just stare at the walls for hours on end and say he was figuring things out in his mind. I thought he was having a seizure! He left for 3 days and I did not hear a word from him, something I was very use to. I was wrong because on the 4th day he was back and was hooking up the house up. I was shocked. His figuring was good as he said and then some. I didn't even mind that this old guy sneaking his hidden alcohol every 20 minutes. Well fast 4ward 3 weeks and he was running behind schedule but it was looking good. I asked about he delay and he said he wanted to do the job right. I was o.k. but ready for my new diggs. Finally he finished the home 7 weeks off the projected time frame and he never showed up to collect his money. I called to ask when he was coming over and his wife told me he died! We all knew what that meant! I didn't have to pay!!!!!!
I felt bad but I did learn a lesson. Sometimes you can deal with the D white man and get your stuff done right or you can deal with your people (black folks) and roll the dice.
I think blacks have a reputation of not being the most professional in the business world in comparison to our counter parts. Think about the last time you went to a barber shop that was neat and modern. When was your hair stylist did not have her day triple booked all day. And have you noticed what happens when you send food back to black restaurant compared to what happens when you send your food back to say Chilli's or Apple bees?
Think what you want, I just know that next time I need something done professionally, I am gonna go to Dwight mannn! But I still got love for my brothers, I just don't have time.........
I am a sellout.....named Ward-lol!
No comments:
Post a Comment