Oooookaaaaaay.....I decided to go to the garage and see how many sheets of tile were left over so that I could see where I could have them installed in the kitchen. Guess what? He didn't measure wrong after all. He looked at the extra box and assumed it contained tile but it didn't; it contained the grout. So I didn't say anything to him when he arrived this morning and when it came time to grout, he asked where it was and I said "It's in the box in the garage". Silence. For the rest of the day. I don't know if he was embarrassed or upset but he didn't speak to me AT ALL. I finally said "What's up? You're usually so chatty and you haven't said a word to me all day". He said "Oh, nothing. My back hurts". I said "Did you injure it?" "No. I was crawling under a customer's deck all day yesterday". So I said "Are you taking anything for it?" "No". Ok, now I'm annoyed because he's acting like a little brat and I'm not into it. I will not stroke anyone. So I left to let him do his work.

Turns out he was pi$$ed because he had to cut some of the tile to make it fit and he didn't want to. Waaaah! He said that he never cuts tile if it's under an inch in size. Oh well. First time for everything. He actually wanted to put shoe mold on top of the tile to match the stain of my cabinets. I said point blank "No. I want tile". He said "But..........ok....." I mean, c'mon! Did he really expect me to settle for that? Anyhow, I told him that after he finishes some other work for me that I'd give him a break for a while. I think he's just plain tired.

I made spaghetti sauce for my son when he was home and this guy commented that his girlfriend couldn't make good sauce so I made extra and gave him a container of it. When he left today, I think he may have felt crummy about his behavior because he gave my container back and said "If my girlfriend could cook like that, I'd have spaghetti every day". So he'll be back tomorrow to seal everything, then he'll finish up a few jobs for me and that'll be it for a while.