Unzipped and Waiting

The days are blending together...

Washington Gas Light Company, not owned ot run by the government but you sure would think so. Treated us like customers at the DMV, "take a number, bitches, and we'll get to you by the end of the day. Unless the day ends and we haven't gotten to you, and then you're fucked."

The same guy came back, actually fairly chipper this morning at 10am. Came in and checked the lines, went to turn it on while we were going over opening stuff, turned on one line, then another, then another...and nothing happened. He walks back up 10 minutes later to explain, then we take him into the basement (which has decades of history in it, being over 100 years old and having quite a continued existence) and show him what we identify has to be the "main line" for the kitchen...and he can't turn the damn thing on.

It only takes a special wrench and this man got up on the wrench while it was on the pipe, and proceeded to jump on it. The wrench stands parallel with the floor at around 3 feet, and we got a bit worried about his (and our) safety. Can't say the dude wasn't trying. He makes a call, says to "rush it" over the phone, and tells us a crew is coming out today to fix it and we would have gas by the end of the day.

Yeah, I mean that's great news and all but what are we going to do today? There is still plenty to do to get this place ready, but Barton wants food made, and that's music to my ears. So we go over some items we can make and we get to work.

I mean, the day wet by well and we accomplished a good bit, I even got to place our first equipment, chemical, cleaning supply order today. There is food in the basement of Blue Ridge now, and I must admit after all the work we put in to get it to where it is today, the food actually looks like it belongs there.

I called Washington Gas again at 2pm and sat on hold for 20 minutes, only to be told to wait longer over and over at 5 minute intervals. I was finally told, after having also gone through the 15 step process of listening to options and pressing numbers, that they would be there by 5pm to fix the issue.

At 5pm I have come to the conclusion that Washington Gas figures the day is over, and I (and Blue Ridge, for that matter) am the "receiver."