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No house email today, but I learn through the family grapevine that the inspector came and was pleased with the 3rd floor fire separation, so we can go ahead and finish that room. Hurray! According to my dad, the conversation then went something like this:
INSPECTOR: Hm, that's a new door. Was that on the plans?
MY UNCLE: Oh, yes.*
INSPECTOR (looking outside): I see your neighbour's deck isn't up to code, though.
So the building inspector is going to narc on our neighbour (who is selling her house). I feel so guilty.
My dad also wondered if Bill was there and then decided probably not. This is for the best, I think; Bill (who, I'm told, not infrequently shows up for work somewhat stoned to spend an hour or so explaining what other people have done wrong in his absence; and who is also very good at what he does, but dislikes having expectations put on him) and the inspector would make for a hilarious but probably toxic combo.
*Fortunately, this is true.
INSPECTOR: Hm, that's a new door. Was that on the plans?
MY UNCLE: Oh, yes.*
INSPECTOR (looking outside): I see your neighbour's deck isn't up to code, though.
So the building inspector is going to narc on our neighbour (who is selling her house). I feel so guilty.
My dad also wondered if Bill was there and then decided probably not. This is for the best, I think; Bill (who, I'm told, not infrequently shows up for work somewhat stoned to spend an hour or so explaining what other people have done wrong in his absence; and who is also very good at what he does, but dislikes having expectations put on him) and the inspector would make for a hilarious but probably toxic combo.
*Fortunately, this is true.