I'm getting quotes for a patio install. I've been in my place 5 years and I think its about time to get rid of the scraggly grass and have a nice paved entertaining space. Thank God for Home Depot.
Today I got a call from the contractor's scheduler to arrange for an appointment. She took some initial information, like the dimensions of the patio, and gave me a ballpark estimate. $4500 - $4900. Yikes.
I humed and hawed for a second.
"Well, maybe you can talk it over with your husband?"
What. The. Fuck.
I hate it when people assume that I'm the 'little woman' who needs her big, strong husband to make all the decisions for me.
I didn't say anything. I let it go, because there's no use pissing off the people who you're trying to get to help you. But really, F her.
Wow, and coming from a woman, too?! I hate that. Sometimes it's nice to pull the husband card, but it drives me nuts when they assume it - or like at the car dealership where they wouldn't even look at me, let alone talk to me. Drives me nuts!!
ReplyDeleteSo can we assume your husband will be choosing to go with someone else?