The Fence 2014
I guess I’ve always had problems with fences as evidenced by my earlier ordeal with a fence in the 1950s (see earlier blog The Fence). Here’s the 2014 fence story.
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The Fence 2014
In the summer of 2014, we had a storm with 70 mile an hour winds that did a lot of damage around Bartlesville. I wasn’t aware that I had any damage until a bald headed fat guy showed up at our front door. He said he was the lawn guy for the elderly lady next door and the storm had broken a limb off of an old dead tree in my back yard and it had fallen on the fence and damaged it, and the limb was extending into the neighbors yard. We went out to the back yard to look and I told baldy I would take care of it. I noticed there were two dead trees there that needed to be removed along with the limb on the fence. A few days later a bald headed city inspector shows up at my front door telling me someone had filed a complaint and I had 10 days to get the dead trees and the fallen limb cleared out or the city would lay a stiff fine on me. Well, this really gave me the red ass because I knew the bald headed fat lawn guy had turned me into the city. I figured the bald city inspector was a fellow member of the bald headed asshole club with the bald headed fat lawn guy. I called around and all the tree removal companies were booked up because of all the other damage in town.
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I called my daughter, Kristi, in Broken Arrow and she graciously said her and her husband, Carl could come over Saturday and remove the trees. Because of the close proximity to the fence, the trees had to fall the exact right direction or they would fall on the fence so they weren’t able to finish the job that day. Carl studied the layout and what would have to be done to get the trees out. They came back over Wednesday with ropes and come alongs and were able to make the trees fall exactly where they wanted to. They worked late into the night and came back the next Saturday and cut the trees up and hauled them off. Pam and I were very happy and thankful for a hard job well done that allowed us to avoid the fine. I decided to replace the damaged fence in the corner that the limb had fallen on. I called around and found out all the fence companies were also booked up for six weeks. I finally found a guy to do the job by paying premium price of $500 for 25 feet of fence. They did the job and I thought that problem was taken care of.
Thanks to Kristi and Carl for all the hard work to get us out of a jam. Makes you appreciate family even more.
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A week or two later guess who shows up at my front door. Yes, it was the bald headed fat lawn guy again. He said the elderly lady wanted to replace my whole fence, but she wanted to use 3 inch slats instead of the 5 inch slats I had used so they wanted to tear down the fence I had just paid premium price for. Well this really gave me the red ass and I was about to kick him off my property until he said that the lady would pay all the cost to replace all the 200 feet of fence on that side of my property. I thought about it 2 seconds and gave him the OK to proceed. I ask him if he was the asshole that turned us into the city and he admitted he was. They showed up and replaced the whole fence about six weeks later and I thought my fence problems were over.
The two sections of new fence I paid $500 for and they pulled out and stacked in my back yard. Kristi and Carl are going to pick it up and perhaps use it for a chicken coop.
The over two hundred feet of new fence paid for by the particular elderly lady next door.
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I went out in the back yard to take a look at the new fence, and I saw that the fence company had left a 1 foot open gap in my fence where they had removed the section of fence I had put in. Once more I got the red ass over the fence and called the company that installed the ladies fence and they told me they would come out and fix it. After three missed promised dates and a lot of yelling on the phone, they finally showed up to repair the hole they left in my fence, and it was over..
The three 5 inch slats they used to repair the hole they left in my fence after many of my aggressive phone calls.
You will notice in the two above pictures that they still left 2 inch gaps in my fence because they used the easiest repair method instead of doing it right. I was so tired of fighting with them that I accepted the job.
I noticed last week that the elderly ladies house next door is now up for sale. I assume she has passed away or moved into assisted living. I guess I’ll probably never see that bald headed fat lawn guy again. : )
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Thanks for reading The Fence 2014,
Bill