After interviewing three more contractors and getting their varying expert opinions about how to re-do the slab and also their estimates for doing the job, I decided to hire Complete Concrete. All three cement finishers have good reputations, and I looked at slabs and driveways done by all three. However, the owner of Complete Concrete had the most straight forward approach for me to understand and agree with. Further, turns out he’s a “reverend”, and he felt so badly that I had been “taken to the cleaners” by the other fellow, that he cut his labor price in half for me. Did you know that the magic number for cement finishing down here in this day and age is $1.50 a square foot? Neither did I until two weeks ago.
I called The Rev. Monday morning to tell him I had chosen him to do the work; and by mid morning, the work was well under way. The workers told me The Rev. had taken them off a big hotel job in another city to come down and “fix this mess for a lady that got swindled”.
Well, thank you Rev. I really appreciate your kindness and generosity. You are restoring my faith in mankind, but if you can’t trust a preacher, who can you trust?
I just wish the concrete company would have been feeling as generous! No chance, though!! By the way, it’s a different concrete company than the one who gave us the grand tour a while back.
This was just after they left. It’s still wet, of course, hence the discoloration; but it looks so much better than the first time around.
The Rev. came back and removed the forms (his and the previous guy’s) and using his Bobcat, he dressed up the yard (cleaning up the mess the other guy left) and did it out of the goodness of his heart and did not charge me for it.
I had the privilege of meeting four honest, hard-working cement finishes who take pride in their work as though their names were going to be plastered across the front of the camp. They are Elward, Charles, Ghandi (a nickname) and . . .
the head honcho, Hollis.
I enjoyed listening to their stories as they worked together like a well-oiled machine. I haven’t laughed that hard in a while!
Thank you, gentlemen, for all your hard work and for letting me watch you like a hawk as you worked your concrete magic!
Now, who has a nail gun, a compressor, and one day of spare time? I need to finish the catwalk and handrails!
Open house possibly this coming Sunday!
Happy as a pig in mud,