SO, we went to Home Depot and surprise, I'm getting the cabinet style I wanted! Off white, traditional with a twist of modern, and a hazelnut glaze to add a little distressed look to the finish.
C was our designer. Not that he had too hard a job: there really is only one place to put the refrigerator and that's what's been holding us up all these years, trying to imagine another option... Nope, no other option available. But he DID get me a stove on the wall, not in the island, so I'm happy about that!
He explained that Home Depot does their own measuring now, and that we'd have to pay $99 for the measuring, but it would be credited to the cabinet purchase down the road. We explained the house was not here in town, but up at the lake, at our weekend home and he said, "No problem! We go all over NJ!"
Yea, sure you do... So Steve called us and it turns out Steve doesn't go past Dover. So he referred us to Pablo and Pablo doesn't work weekends. He works 15-hour days and apparently deserves his weekends to himself. Well, Pablo, Home Depot told us there's no problem getting the measurements done on Saturday, but that of course, those appointments go fast so we might have to wait a couple of weeks.
WHICH we were prepared to wait for anyway 'cause hubby dearest is having his shoulder surgery done on March 4. He won't be installing cabinets any time soon... But Pablo was a bit nasty and for the absolute FIRST TIME IN 23 YEARS, I heard my husband get snippy on the phone with the guy: he sounded JUST LIKE I WOULD HAVE! I'm so proud!
So Pablo starts backpedaling when J complains that we're getting the run around, the HD said we could get a weekend appointment at some point, that he's the SECOND person we have spoken with and if he's unwilling to do his job, we'll go back to HD and just get our money back and take our $15000 kitchen somewhere else... All of a sudden he can come on Sunday - get this: "on my own time, at 6:30am."
FIRST of all, Pablo, you're getting paid for your time. You're not doing this out of the kindness (ha!) of your heart! And SECOND, 6:30am? Really? You'd better be there at 6:30am or you'll be subject to the wrath of Krys since she's going to have to get up at around 5:45am on a Sunday, on a Sunday in the middle of a long weekend! If the phone rings with some nonsense about "I can't find your street, it's not on Mapquest," ALL BETS ARE OFF, PEOPLE! Pablo is in for some trouble! (After he accurately measures my kitchen, of course...)