This is going to be a rant. You've been warned.
So I'm basically doing the contracting work for my bread shop build. (And no, it's not open yet. I don't want to hear it.) As far as the subcontractors go, I've had really good experiences, really OK experiences, and one that's been two solid weeks of frustration that I thought would be ending today. Nope.
I went to a big local granite supplier to get a piece for the sill on my brick oven's entry. It's an 80" x 12" rectangle, eased edge, nothing weird. On top of that, I'll be picking it up and installing it myself, to save money and hassle scheduling delivery and installation. Sales people tell me 1.5 - 2 weeks for fabrication, which is a bit of a bummer, since the oven build is held up until this piece gets done. But whatever, I must be getting in a fairly long line of production work ahead of me, but no big deal. I can kill 2 weeks in a productive manner.
The 1.5 week mark passes with no call. No worries. The 2 week mark passes with no call. OK, I've been on their side of the counter, I know E36 M3 gets backed up, I'll give them a day or two. When the three week mark rolls around, I call. Guy says, "Yep, we have you scheduled for completion on June 3rd," like there's nothing out of the ordinary. I'm not happy, but it's not like I can make them do it faster.
This brings us to yesterday. I call to ask what time they expect the piece to be ready, they say it's scheduled to be done at 1pm. I ask if there's any way they can shuffle the schedule around a bit to get it done in the morning, as my assistant is only available until 1pm. They say, 9am would be pushing it, but 11am I fine. I say, great, thanks, see you at 11.
I roll up at about 11:15. "Hey, I'm here to pick up my piece."
"Oh, did they call you?"
"We talked yesterday, he said it would be done at 11."
"I'll be right back...
[5 minutes pass]
Yeah, we'll have that done by the end of the day, maybe in a couple hours."
"Dude, my assistant's out of commission at 12:30."
[blank stare]
"Call me when it's done."
At this point I'm frustrated. They've blown their own time estimates twice, one after a direct conversation on the phone with a verbal agreement. But my buddy can help with the install after work tonight, so I can still get it done today. Not a big deal.
I get a call at 1:45 that it's done. (Remember when he said it would be done originally? 1pm. Yeah.) So I roll up, check out the piece (which is cool as hell - it has fossils!) sign off and the salesdude asks, "Ok, what do you have to transport this?"
"Full size pickup outside."
"Oh...Ok, pull it around to the door."
[backs up to door]
"Do you have anything to keep it upright? This thing's like glass and it could break if it lays down."
What I think: "Could you have maybe mentioned this in the FIVE berkeleyING CONVERSATIONS WE'VE HAD DURING THIS TRANSACTION WHEN YOU KNEW I PLANNED TO PICK THIS UP MYSELF? DO YOU ASSUME I KNOW THE INTRICACIES OF TRANSPORTING GRANITE? IT'S A ROCK. ME PUT ROCK IN TRUCK AND DRIVE. WHY SHOULD I KNOW THIS ROCK IS ANY DIFFERENT?"
What I say: "Uh...no."
At this point one of the fabricators ineffectually attempts to rig up a completely unstable frame consisting of cardboard scraps. After about 10 minutes of this (he's obviously paid by the hour) he just walks away.
I go inside to the sales floor.
"Did they get you squared away?"
What I think: "Would I be back in here talking to you if they did? Do you think I'm here to say 'Bye, I'll miss you' and blow you a kiss?"
What I say: "Nope."
[blank stare]
"How about you guys deliver it to me?"
At this point I get passed off to somebody who is presumably slightly more qualified to find her ass with both hands.
"We can deliver it, but that's usually a $75 fee."
[swallows rage, rubs bridge of nose, pregnant pause, sighs heavily] "Look, you're two weeks behind your original production ET, I've been here twice today and I'm still not leaving with the piece I paid for in full a month ago. I think you can eat the delivery fee here."
[BONUS: another fabricator walks by]
"You can probably just lay it flat."
"Will it break?"
"Maybe."
[I gawk at him. He walks away.]
So let's recap:
- They exceeded their initial time estimate by 100% without notification or apology
- On the phone, they either over-promised/under-delivered the time of completion, or just lied about being able to get it done
- They missed their original time estimate today anyway
- In the course of a month and over 5 conversations with different representatives, when all parties involved knew I'd be transporting it myself, nobody thought to broach the subject of specialized transportation requirements.
So I've lost two weeks of income and probably a couple hours off the end of my life from the increased blood pressure today, basically because they straight up dropped the ball on REALLY basic customer service stuff.
Man, this self-employment thing is fun.