Handyman Mishap

So when I moved into my new house, I was super excited to get everything decorated and setup. Everything was in place and the only thing I had left to do was hang my curtain rods. I called people to see who could help me, but everyone was busy. [Awwww man!]

As my luck would have it, I got a call one night from the maintenance man at my old apartment complex calling to congratulate me on my new home and telling me he would miss seeing me around. We used to talk briefly a year or so prior to my move, but nothing really came of it. We remained cool though and would often chat when we ran into each other in the building.

Anyway, I thanked him for his call and during the conversation, I told him about my curtain rod dilemma. Before I could even ask, he quickly said “I’ll do it!” and that was music to my ears.  I asked him when I could get on his calendar and he said “I can come right now!” [Well damn! He’s efficient.] I was so excited that this curtain rod project was FINALLY going to be finished and that my home would be all set that I failed to notice two things: the time (late AF) and the weather (thunderstorm). When it finally dawned on me, I just knew he was NOT going to drive in a torrential downpour at such a late hour just for me, but he did.

He made the 45 minute drive to my place which was outside of the city. When he walked in, he had a bag in his hand and I was like “Sweet! He’s got his tools and is gonna knock this out quickly!”

We chatted on the couch for a little while and then he got up to use the restroom before getting started on the curtain rods. When he came back, I thought he was going to grab his tool bag, but he grabbed me me instead and tried to go in for a kiss. [Ummmmm my man. What are you doing? You’re here for the curtain rod]. I pushed him away and he was instantly irritated.

I tried to get him refocused on the initial task at hand [HELLO!!! MY DAMN CURTAIN RODS PLEASE!] and asked him what tools he needed to get started, but he said “I don’t need any tools.” [Huh?] That’s when it dawned on me that this guy brought a damn spinnanight overnight bag. He really planned to come over to my spot and crash for the night…And tried to get some too! [Oh hell no!]

THIS (non) DATE IS OVER!

So after a while of sitting in awkward silence,

Me: Uhhhh it’s getting late…Do you need me to help you with something?” Him: “I ain’t doing it tonight and if you mad, I’ll just go.”

I looked out the window and saw how the ferocious storm was. It was really intense out there and by this time, it was super late.  I then looked at him and said,

“Be careful driving back in the storm. If you hurry, you can make it before the news comes on.”

He grabbed his bag and stormed out while cussing. He was pissed! He sat in my driveway for a while…I guess he wanted to see if I’d change my mind, but I went to bed with my curtain rods still in the floor.

One week later, I mysteriously received a bill from my old apartment complex for $1,300 to cover “damages” to my old apartment. I can’t say he did it, but it sure was one heck of a coincidence.

Ah well, my rods are up and he is gone. Moral of the story: don’t volunteer if you can’t deliver. I asked you to hang rods… NOT lay pipe.

Sincerely,

He Tried It

What would you do in this situation? Was the handyman out of line? Do you think she should’ve allowed him over that late? Do men really travel with overnight bags without first being asked to stay over?

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