For Want of a Nail

For want of a nail the shoe was lost.
For want of a shoe the horse was lost.
For want of a horse the rider was lost.
For want of a rider the message was lost.
For want of a message the battle was lost.
For want of a battle the kingdom was lost.
And all for the want of a horseshoe nail.

I really hate when things are done half assed.

This rental house is a study in half assery. I’m thinking of doing a post on scenes from a rental. Not a door that worked right. Tile repaired with caulk (as opposed to grout). Jacked up, mismatched switch plates.

For instance, look at this:

Would it be that hard to go buy a $1.20 box of the proper switchplate screws? Those silver ones have threads like drywall screws. So those switches are ruined.

BTW – look at the ick on the switch. I bought a few plates and switches and replaced a few. I don’t care that it’s a rental. I couldn’t stand the idiotic ancient dimmer in my office, with the LED bulb that doesn’t dim. That one got a proper switch. I’ll hit my storage unit this week for my hoard of parts an replace the switches that bother me most.

I grabbed some weather-stripping and fixed the leaky doors that wouldn’t close. Unreal how far off the striker was on one of them. The house stays a lot warmer now. It took maybe a half hour per door to put them right.

Get a load of this one:

God forbid you fix how the dumb door hangs. It isn’t hard. Even I can do it.

My plan is to fix the stuff that irritates me with my 20 year stash of parts. I don’t see it as a gib to the owner. I see it as a quality of life thing for me.

On thing that isn’t the owners fault, is the muddy dog prints on the carpet numbnuts did. So I’m off to find mu bissell to clean them up.

2 thoughts on “For Want of a Nail

  1. OMG… I feel your pain but at the same time the “variety” of fasteners on that 3G plate had me in stitches. As to half-assery in all things pursuant to “Home Construction”… SW FL for ages had ZERO codes so…

    Imagine MY chagrin when having to do a Wax Ring replacement on a toilet to find that an “acceptable” way to ANCHOR said fixture would be to first BOLT it to… wait for it… the PVC flange that is the plumbing. Then, SHIM it arounde it’s edges to the tile floor so that it does not “rock” and THEN grout it down all around said edges. And yes… it was the seepage coming THROUGH that grouting that led me to believe it was Ring Replacement Time. I’ll say no more about _that_.

    Be assured that when I was through, there was a stainless steel ring reinforcement installed OVER the PVC flange anchored in to the CONCRETE SLAB via THREE robust, 1/4 x 3 inch long TAPCONS… The toilet was then bolted to THAT…

    Mind, at that juncture, should there have been a tornado warning issued, my ass would be on the floor in that bathroom holding ON to that toilet for the duration cuz I knew THAT thing? Wasn’t going to go ANYWHERE.

    It is this sort of thing we have been subjected to that cause us to cringe when anyone suggests we hire someone to fix anything. THE UTTER DEARTH OF COMPETENCE.

    Or maybe it’s what I’ve heard in certain circles: “Expectations are merely pre-meditated resentments.”

    No… I refuse to believe that. Right tools (including one’s BRAIN) for the right JOB dagnabbit!!!!

    Carry on and GOOD LUCK! And know you’re NOT ALONE in dealing with this sort of thing.

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