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[treeskin]

So our ace contractor swears up and down that he did not know that the stair was broke when he left, and doesn't have any idea how it happened, or why his crew did not tell him. And, because of where it's broken, there's no way you would have done it and not noticed--the stringer that holds the step in place is broken, and that end of the step is flapping in the wind. So Albert's had at least two ass-chewings today, from me and from his wife (i called his house trying to find him and figure out what's going on, and she asked), and probably from Byron too. And his whole crew is getting reamed first thing in the morning. I am so fucking sick of this shit.