Wednesday, December 22, 2010


This whole drama with the dodgy tradie took an unexpected twist today.

While I was at work this morning, Bee called me to tell me that he decided to confront the tradie.

I tried talking him out of it, but he was adamant.

I think my usually laid-back husband was really ticked off this time since the tradie took it one step too far. Not only did he inflate the price ridiculously, he also did a shitty job which we now possibly have to get J* to re-do it again if we want to restore the ceiling to its original state.

I understand that Bee has every reason to be angry. I mean, no one likes to be ripped off and treated like a fool, I get that.

I, myself, am not pleased with the whole situation too, but I also just really want to be done with it, put the whole thing behind us, and move on.

Just like what Carrie said to Miranda in Season 5 Episode 3 - Luck Be An Old Lady - "I'm begging you, throw some money at the problem, and let's hit the road!"

But for my husband, it was a matter of principles.

On that note, and knowing how stubborn he can get sometimes, I decided to step down, let him take charge and do whatever he had to do.

He called me back in the afternoon, and said "It's done. I took care of it."

"You took care of it, how?" I asked.

"I made him refund us $1000." He said.

"HUH? HOW?" I seriously thought I heard it wrongly.

Like, how do you take back a piece of meat that has already been thrown to the hyenas?

Long story cut short, the usually mild-mannered Bee went ballistic in an enraged state and had a very heated argument with the tradie. There was a shouting match, exchange of words, and the tradie finally caved when the lawyer got involved.

I still have difficulty believing that Bee went through with it and it actually happened, even after he came to pick me up with a smirk on his face and a thousand dollars in his wallet.

For now, I can only keep my fingers crossed and hope that this is the end of this whole saga and no more drama follows.

To be honest, I actually feel really bad for the tradie. I know I shouldn't, since he's obviously the one in the wrong, but I couldn't help but feel that tinge of guilt in my heart.

And as his adrenaline wears off, Bee is also starting to doubt if he's gone too far. But he tries to shake it off by saying, "Why should we have empathy towards someone who clearly doesn't have it for us? Why should we feel bad when he certainly didn't when he blatantly ripped us off?"

Well, sweetie, it's because we have conscience.

It doesn't matter if others do not have it. Problem is, we do.

Which I guess will always makes us the weak links in this dog-eat-dog world. Call me stupid if you must, but I'd rather play for this team than the other. Any day.

Alrighty, enough about that. Let's move on to something less depressing and more festive.

It's only three more sleeps till Christmas! I hope you have put up the Christmas stocking and taken out your party shoes.

Get ready to kick up your heels this holiday season, girls! :)