As I am sitting here trying to come up with some inspiration for my latest post, my husband farts and says, “Here’s some inspiration for ya!”
So, my loyal readers, here’s a bunch of crap.
Life here in Hooterville has been busy. The holidays…work…kids…various unfinished projects involving lots of money and a whole lot of work.
Our smalltownland revitalization project had been running smoothly. Rico and Secret Agent Man had been working their hineys off and Farm Chick and I were so proud. We were tooting our own horn and braggin’ how we’ve kept them going…inspiring them with all our fabulousness…enticing them with sexual favors.
We were meeting our deadline for our leasers and looking forward to a January 12th grand opening….
And then…
THE MAN PUT US DOWN!
THE STATE/LOCAL BUILDING INSPECTOR PUT A STOP WORK ORDER ON OUR DOOR!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes, they did.
The thing that pisses me off is that we asked for guidance and help before we started this project. We have emailed correspondence from the state inspector telling us exactly what we need to do.
However, a certain CITY EMPLOYEE told the inspector that he needed to check us out…and then the inspector said we couldn’t do things LIKE HE TOLD US IN THE EMAIL!
And that we now need an ARCHITECT AND AN ENGINEER….
What is so ironic about this whole situation is that the CITY is leasing (and paying for all the construction) a building to a similar business and their grand opening would possibly coincide with OUR opening…
I’m not accusing anybody….BUT IT SURE LOOKS FUNNY TO ME.
It is a shame when a person uses THEIR OWN MONEY (no tax dollars, grants, etc.) to help revitalize a town with NO INDUSTRY…NO BUSINESS….NO FUTURE…and they get a STOP WORK ORDER AND CAN’T EVEN WORK ON THEIR OWN PROPERTY.
Secret Agent Man is heading to the capitol tomorrow with our newly hired architect and engineer.
All I got to say is… “JUSTICE FOR LOS AGAVES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
AMEN.
