I'm not the punching type, but I came within seconds of walking off a job.
....not just any job. Customer was 4 days away from celebrating her daughter's wedding at their home.
Friends and relatives were coming from across the country. The home was being spruced up for months prior to impress the guests.
The homeless 30 miles south of me in Bandon Oregon. The caterers were from San Francisco.
.....yeh, I'm sure that wasn't cheap.
I started on a Tuesday in the wedding was Sunday. I was doing an expensive Karastan carpet and the designer had chosen a 9 inch wide woven border piece called callalily. It was 9 inches wide. I believe the designer's cost was $225 per lineal foot..... maybe yard, I don't recall. The living room was 18 by 29-ish. The border had a pattern in the middle and half inch wide stripes down both side with dots in the center of them. Being a woven carpet, even an 18 ft do you know this carpet isn't going to stretch, meaning attaching the border around this room has got to be done perfectly. 1/8 shy I'm in trouble and 1/8 in too big and part of the border disappears.
On top of that I have four days to complete this job before the wedding.
There was a floor level granite fireplace hearth, and that itself added four more mitered cuts.
It wasn't just the cuts that we're going to be difficult. Being a lily patterned border with stems and vines and such, a pattern had to be created as best possible at these miter joints. Very stressful. On the second day there the lady said to me, "you're going to finish this tomorrow are you" I chuckled under my breath and said definitely not.
She walked away from me straight to the phone and started chewing out the shop order with a purchased the flooring. We were not given a timeline, simply told to start on Tuesday which I did.
Here she was at the phone, verbally reaming the shop owner's *** as decorators and people bringing in flowers and preparing for the event could easily over hear her.
My plan was, if she came over to me and said just one critical word, my tools would go back into the bag and I would have told her she just got two days worth of free labor. I was dead serious. This was my plan. 5 minutes later, she came over and asked if I like a Pepsi.
She even let me work on Saturday so I could complete the hallway in which the carpet was stretched into the center of a marble hallway.
This was the same material as the border, but in broad loom. It was about an eighth of an inch thick and you couldn't tell the difference between this material and somebody's needlepoint artwork.
That job was many many years ago and I could date it to the exact day with a couple of Google clicks.
It was Friday June 17th, 1994. The caterers were already setting up tables in the living room that I had just completed. One of the caterers came running down the hall screaming in a San Francisco caterers voice, "hey guys, hey guys you got to come see this"
A bunch of us walked back into the den and on the TV screen we watched OJ Simpson doing his famous drive down the freeway.
I guess the wedding turned out great and six months later as I watch local TV, the Oregon State Police were shown at their home removing file cabinets and they are being investigated for fraud. They own the Ford dealership and we're pocketing the money that was supposed to have been sent for extended car warranties and such.
Yes, they were found guilty.
Though extremely stressful at the time such a fun memory now.