I Told Him So!

There is no satisfaction in saying, "I told you so!"

Over two months ago, I told my builder that we needed the final Bombers (Electrical) inspection to START the process of getting electricity into the house and he simply wouldn't hear it.  He couldn't get it.  He couldn't even look into it.  That's how stuck he was.  Stuck is stuck is stuck is stuck...well, you get the picture.

Today, he finally got it.

I arrived at Olga's for breakfast to meet him at 7:30 am, the appointed hour.  So you know what happens now.  Tom waits until 9:00 am when he shows up. 

I discovered he responds to text messaging.  Out of the blue, last week, he texted Yella.  I didn't even know they used texting down here. 

I texted him (by the way, this was a first, I am no longer at texting virgin) early this morning before 7 am trying to  set up the appointment, like it was actually an appointment.  And, he responded to every text and added some more of his own.  So he kept me informed of his tardiness as he got later and later.

Strangely, this helped.

We head down to David, I say this loosely.  We stopped here and there, and then back to here and again to there, around and around, eventually arriving in David at 11:45  am.  

But, wait.  We go to the office I went to months ago where I found out we needed the Bomber's inspection.  This is not the office where you submit the docs.  Damn, we see the same people I saw then and we go through the same stuff, then we are directed to the OTHER office TO SUBMIT THE DOCS.

@#3&8^%43!!!!

So we head out to the other office, making , of course, several stops on the way.  S@#&$!, we only had to drive 3 blocks, you would think we could for once just go directly there!

We eventually get in to see the exact person I told him to see over 2 months ago.  She reviews the docs and....

You guessed it...

She told him to get the Bombers inspection.

I just couldn't believe it.  

Did this actually happen?  Am I not in a parrallel universe that looks the same but nothing ever gets done?  Did I enter the Land of Oz?  Some one call Dr. Freud, I am in need of a Full Frontal Lobotomy.

So, we go back to Boquete to the Bombero's and get the next piece of bad news.  They only do inspections on Fridays and the paperwork is ready the following Friday.

Two full weeks of delays.

But wait, there is more.

The electrical is not finished.  How can it be inspected, you say?  It can't until it is done.

So, now we try to get, you guessed it, the 5 fixtures hung, the plug installed and the line run from the meter to the house.  My guess, it's about 2 hours of work but who am I to say down here.

What are the odds that we will be ready?

Stay tuned for the rest of the story.  I will get up off Dr. Freud's couch and let you know.