The morons working on the floor are doing a wonderful job (dripping sarcasm). They got about 2/3 of the store tiled, but there is black mastick pushing up between the cracks, they're not straight, some are buckling up, the subfloor is uneven so it won't be long before the tiles crack again (since they're using the cheapest tiles you can buy), and the subfloor is too high so the walkin door is scraping the new tiles. The contractors also refused to let the delivery guy bring in the food order, so when I got there to make dough, no flour. ARGH! Since the manager didn't know what time the driver was coming back, I told him I was going home. He seemed amazed that I wasn't going to waste my whole afternoon waiting around for the food order to be delivered. The good news is that I had time to go have lunch at Subway with Marcus. Yay!