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Did you ever just have one of those days? You know what I am talking about. Things are a little slow so we are starting to look more for work without permit stuff. You know the drill. If you see something new or odd or whatever you jot down the address and check the permit system at the office for permits. So the fun part USUALLY comes when you catch something and you have to go back to the house and bust them.
I had a little list to check out today. My first house the little old lady proceeds to tear me a new one for 20 minutes stomping her feet, yelling, lying, fussing, etc and then slams the door in my face. The second stop was trying to figure out why her husband just left her...oh and he built that deck. My third stop answered the door with an oxygen mask. I say, "How are you today mam." She replies, "I got off my death bed to answer the door. The doctor said I could go any day now. How do you think I am? What can I do for you?" Then she tells me that her son built that addition on her house so that she could sit in the sun by the window but she doesn't know where he is now because they no longer get along.
At this point I am about suicidal when I head for the office. I decided to check out one more house on the way which I had noticed the day before because the porch looked weird. I pull up to find TWO licensed contractors actively working. One is tearing out the porch walls. The other just finished a nice new deck. No permits. The porch contractor was there on a warrantee call for the 1997 porch install that he did. (without permits). I don't know where to start with that can of worms. Just one of those days! :|
I had a little list to check out today. My first house the little old lady proceeds to tear me a new one for 20 minutes stomping her feet, yelling, lying, fussing, etc and then slams the door in my face. The second stop was trying to figure out why her husband just left her...oh and he built that deck. My third stop answered the door with an oxygen mask. I say, "How are you today mam." She replies, "I got off my death bed to answer the door. The doctor said I could go any day now. How do you think I am? What can I do for you?" Then she tells me that her son built that addition on her house so that she could sit in the sun by the window but she doesn't know where he is now because they no longer get along.
At this point I am about suicidal when I head for the office. I decided to check out one more house on the way which I had noticed the day before because the porch looked weird. I pull up to find TWO licensed contractors actively working. One is tearing out the porch walls. The other just finished a nice new deck. No permits. The porch contractor was there on a warrantee call for the 1997 porch install that he did. (without permits). I don't know where to start with that can of worms. Just one of those days! :|
Maybe you could just go take some poor kids Halloween treats away or something. 
Of course I agree with your last visit. Time to drop the hammer.
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), whose cousins owner a local lumber yard. Once a week he would stop in and look over the delivery sheets to see where the loads were going. A little devious perhaps, but very few non-permitted projects got too far along in his Town. 
