Go Get a Goo- Goo, Its Good!
Hootie said we better get back at it.
Just for everyone's information, the problem (potential problem) with the power company and their contractor was settled amicably. I called AEP again Friday morning and told them the same old sad story, and, happened to mention that since they didn't seem to want to be helpful, I thought I'd call the PSC and see what they had to say. So I did. And got hold of this lady named Marietta who was an absolute angel. Almost my age and fed up with people shirking on their jobs apparently. So she files a report with AEP and voila, problem solved. On Monday, 06 August, Asplundh came in the hollow and was doing something for about three hours, when about 2:30 pm, a small white pickup came in the hollow and a guy got out and walked up to the chipper truck fellow. He was excited and had a sheaf of three or four papers in his hot little hand. He pointed to my house and then to the chipper truck and then to the massed pile of debris across the road from my house. He then slammed one hand into the other that had the papers, and shoved them to the chipper truck guy. He walked down the road to my gate, accosted two chipper truck workers, seemed to verbally abuse them and pointed to all the debris. Then he walked to his truck and left.
The chipper truck was brought down the road and the debris across the road was cleaned up, using a rake, even. They also cleaned up materials that they had not placed there, which was good, I guess. So, half the battle won. I had decided not to press the matter of the rounds again, just sue the pants off them if the rounds did cause a problem later.
But, lo and behold,
on Wednesday, 08 August, two men appeared at my door and said they needed my permission to get the rounds out of the creek. I said it wasn't on my land, but they said, no, they needed my permission to cross the bridge to take their truck with the crane to move the rounds out of the creek. I said sure, why not. I didn't put the bridge in and wouldn't repair it if it fell through but I'd sign permission as long as there was no liability on my part. They left and I drank a cup of joe while watching them move a chipper truck onto the bridge. Only the front wheels went up onto the bridge, then they put cones behind it and sat there for a little over a half hour.
At about 8:57 am, they backed the chipper truck out of the hollow. It was followed by truck with a crane mounted on it, also backing out of the hollow. Both trucks headed south on Rt. 10 at 9:00 am. I have not gone up the hollow to see if they actually took the rounds out of the creek or not.
Marietta called back the next day about 2 pm and asked if the problem had been resolved. I said that maybe it had, I had been told by Asplundh that they were taking care of it the previous day. She said she had a piece of paper that said they had done so. She asked if I had walked up the hollow to see, and I said no, that it had been too hot and was still too hot for such a walk...
I still have not been up there and do not really intend to. As I said, if the rounds are not out of the creek and later cause a problem I'll sue the pants off both AEP and Asplundh.
So that's it for today, Hootie. Now go find someone who wants the rest of these tomatoes and these peppers. I can't eat 'em all and you are no help at all. Why don't you go off and find me a song or two, like you used to do before you got so danged uppity. Off with you. Hear me, dagnabbit! At least bring me poke to put 'em in, boy!
Just for everyone's information, the problem (potential problem) with the power company and their contractor was settled amicably. I called AEP again Friday morning and told them the same old sad story, and, happened to mention that since they didn't seem to want to be helpful, I thought I'd call the PSC and see what they had to say. So I did. And got hold of this lady named Marietta who was an absolute angel. Almost my age and fed up with people shirking on their jobs apparently. So she files a report with AEP and voila, problem solved. On Monday, 06 August, Asplundh came in the hollow and was doing something for about three hours, when about 2:30 pm, a small white pickup came in the hollow and a guy got out and walked up to the chipper truck fellow. He was excited and had a sheaf of three or four papers in his hot little hand. He pointed to my house and then to the chipper truck and then to the massed pile of debris across the road from my house. He then slammed one hand into the other that had the papers, and shoved them to the chipper truck guy. He walked down the road to my gate, accosted two chipper truck workers, seemed to verbally abuse them and pointed to all the debris. Then he walked to his truck and left.
The chipper truck was brought down the road and the debris across the road was cleaned up, using a rake, even. They also cleaned up materials that they had not placed there, which was good, I guess. So, half the battle won. I had decided not to press the matter of the rounds again, just sue the pants off them if the rounds did cause a problem later.
But, lo and behold,
on Wednesday, 08 August, two men appeared at my door and said they needed my permission to get the rounds out of the creek. I said it wasn't on my land, but they said, no, they needed my permission to cross the bridge to take their truck with the crane to move the rounds out of the creek. I said sure, why not. I didn't put the bridge in and wouldn't repair it if it fell through but I'd sign permission as long as there was no liability on my part. They left and I drank a cup of joe while watching them move a chipper truck onto the bridge. Only the front wheels went up onto the bridge, then they put cones behind it and sat there for a little over a half hour.
At about 8:57 am, they backed the chipper truck out of the hollow. It was followed by truck with a crane mounted on it, also backing out of the hollow. Both trucks headed south on Rt. 10 at 9:00 am. I have not gone up the hollow to see if they actually took the rounds out of the creek or not.
Marietta called back the next day about 2 pm and asked if the problem had been resolved. I said that maybe it had, I had been told by Asplundh that they were taking care of it the previous day. She said she had a piece of paper that said they had done so. She asked if I had walked up the hollow to see, and I said no, that it had been too hot and was still too hot for such a walk...
I still have not been up there and do not really intend to. As I said, if the rounds are not out of the creek and later cause a problem I'll sue the pants off both AEP and Asplundh.
So that's it for today, Hootie. Now go find someone who wants the rest of these tomatoes and these peppers. I can't eat 'em all and you are no help at all. Why don't you go off and find me a song or two, like you used to do before you got so danged uppity. Off with you. Hear me, dagnabbit! At least bring me poke to put 'em in, boy!
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