1:24 a.m. - 2004-09-24
Open Oven - Insert Head
I guess if there was ever a time that I wanted to stick my head in an oven and crank the gas up high, this is it.
Damn....
I still have a headache and I have spent the good part of the latter part of my day crying. The dermatologist has given me meds for my face, but what I really need is some valium or some shit for my nerves.
As you know, we have been waiting and waiting for the permits to come so we can build out. The plans were drawn in July and submitted the first week of August for the estimated 3-4 week wait. As of yet, no permits. I know the landlord's lawyer had a meeting with the guy who approves the plans in the building department yesterday, but I haven't heard a thing. I have called the architect (who has 3 jobs pending) and am waiting for a call back.
Today, my contracter called and said he had just stopped by at the building department and *finally* found someone who will speak with him and give him info. He told me that the electrical was approved on August 18th and that the rest of the plans HAD NOT EVEN BEEN LOOKED AT YET. He further stated that he was told that there was a sandwich shop that had applied back in May and still was not approved.
WHAT THE FUCK???????
This stuff is cosmetic and it is all indoor, not outdoor. The major thing was the electric...the rest is putting up a ceiling and some sheetrock, carpet, fixtures. This is not rocket science.
I immediately placed a call to the landlord. His secretary put me on his voice mail. I left him a message telling him what the contractor had told me and that I needed to get that permit soon...because it will be increasingly difficult to continue paying rent on a space that is generating no income. I told him that I needed to know what was going on...what the result of that attorney's meeting was before I had to call my own attorney to get after the buildings department (if something is already in the works, I don't want to fuck it up).
I'm really freaked about this. The contracter can't wait around forever and I can't afford to blow my working capital on a space that is generating no income. We have put so much money into this and if this falls through, it will bring all the "I told you so's" in my face, snickering. I'll be out of business before I start.
I can't believe this.
We took a lot of risk with this, and everything is going wrong.
What makes it worse is that I am stuck in this horrible job that I hate...before I started with this business thing, I looked at different options, but I *knew* I had to get out of the job that I am in. If I knew that I had to stay in that job my whole life, I swear I would commit suicide. I hate that job and do not want to spend the rest of my life doing that.
Opening my own business seemed like a viable option, since it had become increasingly more difficult to work for someone else and I could peruse "help wanted" ads til I was blue in the face and still not find anything I was qualified for.
This *has* to happen.
