Ooohhh Limon...
I work in an architectural firm. This requires a lot of precision in the work done here, down to even the simplest tasks of hanging photos. Occasionally we have clients come into our office and we need to have photos hanging nice and straight on the walls, lest a customer equate crooked pictures to crooked walls being designed.
In our office we have Limon… he is a train wreck, and horribly entertaining to watch screw up anything within his reach. I may some day go into the details that have awarded him the Life Time Achievement Award in Re-re-ness (he really shouldn’t leave his house without a helmet firmly secure atop his noggin’). However I shall just share the current debacle that has created sheer enjoyment for me today, and utter frustration for any of the senior staff in this office.
The principal of the office has been out all week in various meetings. The hope was that upon his return today we would have several clusters of photos hung; photos that have been sitting on the floor leaned against the wall for over a month. This has been one of the few projects assigned to Limon. He created documents with our drafting programs diagramming the walls, the photos and the precise measurements that would have each cluster evenly spaced. This was important, due to the knowledge that the heavy-duty velcro we use to hang the photos will peel paint off the wall if removed.
On paper it looked great. Then Limon hung the photos. He had incorrectly measured the front entry hall wall so the photos started nicely spaced, leading to the last two sets of photos which turned into a crammed cluster fuck just by our front door. Gorgeous. Removing all of the photos peeled off all of the paint, of course. So Limon spent the better part of the morning yesterday sanding the peeled spots to ready them for a coat of blue paint repairing the eye sore. He painted them, without cleaning any of the sanding dust off, creating globby paint spots over the entire wall. He then spent the better part of an afternoon covering these bumpy spots with putty. Limon was encouraged to allow it to dry overnight.
This morning Limon came in dressed in blue coveralls, ladder in hand, tarps, paint rollers- all to prepare for the endeavor that had become the front wall. Limon again sanded the entire wall. Told to wipe down the entire wall clean with a sponge prior to moving on to the painting phase (again) he was unable to find a suitable sponge and tried using paper towels. As he got the paint ready one of the senior staff, Melon, went to him and told him that the wall wasn’t clean. As is the norm, Limon disputed this saying that he had done everything that he was supposed to. Melon then pointed out very obvious dusty white hand prints that still covered a fair amount of the wall told Limon to fix it and headed out to lunch.
In utter frustration Limon went to the kitchen grabbed the single sponge this office possesses- used to clean coffee mugs- and attempted to wipe down the wall. Now my thought on this entire thing is that if one is attempting to create a clean surface, probably a sponge that has reached its prime by cleaning up coffee might not necessarily be the best choice. Limon discovered this after not properly rinsing it and seeing brown water trickle down the wall.
It a cursing rage (which is also entertaining to hear as English is not his primary language so several French accented “shit’s” being said in a tirade can bring a smile to my face) he tore off his coveralls, struggled to put his tennis shoes back on, and proceeded to storm out the door to go grab two sponges (he has to replace the coffee one now).
It’s been almost two hours now since he left… I wonder if he shall return. I hope so; somebody has got to clean up the mess in the front hall.
Additional Note:
Limon did return to the office, complete with a replacement sponge to place in the kitchen. I do not lie here. The dimension of the new sponge? 9 inches x 6 inches x 2 inches. That should be convenient to wash coffee mugs.
In our office we have Limon… he is a train wreck, and horribly entertaining to watch screw up anything within his reach. I may some day go into the details that have awarded him the Life Time Achievement Award in Re-re-ness (he really shouldn’t leave his house without a helmet firmly secure atop his noggin’). However I shall just share the current debacle that has created sheer enjoyment for me today, and utter frustration for any of the senior staff in this office.
The principal of the office has been out all week in various meetings. The hope was that upon his return today we would have several clusters of photos hung; photos that have been sitting on the floor leaned against the wall for over a month. This has been one of the few projects assigned to Limon. He created documents with our drafting programs diagramming the walls, the photos and the precise measurements that would have each cluster evenly spaced. This was important, due to the knowledge that the heavy-duty velcro we use to hang the photos will peel paint off the wall if removed.
On paper it looked great. Then Limon hung the photos. He had incorrectly measured the front entry hall wall so the photos started nicely spaced, leading to the last two sets of photos which turned into a crammed cluster fuck just by our front door. Gorgeous. Removing all of the photos peeled off all of the paint, of course. So Limon spent the better part of the morning yesterday sanding the peeled spots to ready them for a coat of blue paint repairing the eye sore. He painted them, without cleaning any of the sanding dust off, creating globby paint spots over the entire wall. He then spent the better part of an afternoon covering these bumpy spots with putty. Limon was encouraged to allow it to dry overnight.
This morning Limon came in dressed in blue coveralls, ladder in hand, tarps, paint rollers- all to prepare for the endeavor that had become the front wall. Limon again sanded the entire wall. Told to wipe down the entire wall clean with a sponge prior to moving on to the painting phase (again) he was unable to find a suitable sponge and tried using paper towels. As he got the paint ready one of the senior staff, Melon, went to him and told him that the wall wasn’t clean. As is the norm, Limon disputed this saying that he had done everything that he was supposed to. Melon then pointed out very obvious dusty white hand prints that still covered a fair amount of the wall told Limon to fix it and headed out to lunch.
In utter frustration Limon went to the kitchen grabbed the single sponge this office possesses- used to clean coffee mugs- and attempted to wipe down the wall. Now my thought on this entire thing is that if one is attempting to create a clean surface, probably a sponge that has reached its prime by cleaning up coffee might not necessarily be the best choice. Limon discovered this after not properly rinsing it and seeing brown water trickle down the wall.
It a cursing rage (which is also entertaining to hear as English is not his primary language so several French accented “shit’s” being said in a tirade can bring a smile to my face) he tore off his coveralls, struggled to put his tennis shoes back on, and proceeded to storm out the door to go grab two sponges (he has to replace the coffee one now).
It’s been almost two hours now since he left… I wonder if he shall return. I hope so; somebody has got to clean up the mess in the front hall.
Additional Note:
Limon did return to the office, complete with a replacement sponge to place in the kitchen. I do not lie here. The dimension of the new sponge? 9 inches x 6 inches x 2 inches. That should be convenient to wash coffee mugs.
posted by hannahhas @ Friday, April 29, 2005
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