Mirror Picture On The Door, What Were Those Drawings Even For?
The apartment complex I live in is over fifty years old — and so is its plumbing. We’re in the middle of a total renovation of all the plumbing in every apartment and with that, completely new bathrooms. We get to choose from a standard offering of tiles and furniture for our new bathrooms. If the existing bathroom is less than ten years old, there is also the option — for free — to restore features outside the standard. In my case, it’s a full-length mirror framed by the same tiles as on the floor (which is a four-color checkerboard). The rest of wall is white tiles.
The project manager discusses solutions with me and makes 2D and 3D drawings of my new bathroom, including the mirror. (Recreating the floor would extend the work by a week, so I say no to that.) I have once again chosen white tiles for the wall, expecting a frame of black ones (the floor tiles) around my mirror.
The renovation for each apartment takes five weeks, during which we have no indoor plumbing, so I have found temporary accommodation elsewhere. Before I leave, I notice that the workers themselves have taped printouts of the 3D drawing to my main door to refer to while they work.
I go home once or twice a week to pick up mail and check on progress. On the Saturday at the end of week four, I see that they have tiled the bathroom. And there is no mirror. The wall it is supposed to be on is just the big white tiles. I email the project manager and include my photos of the bathroom wall and the drawing on the door, asking if it is too late to fix this.
On Monday, a slightly panicked and very apologetic master bricklayer calls me. We discuss solutions and arrive at a compromise. He can get the mirror itself in place, but he cannot do the special tile framing around it. I’m happy I’m at least getting the mirror, so I agree.
Master Bricklayer: “Do you have the perspective drawing for the mirror?”
Me: “…You mean the one hanging on my door?”
I could practically hear him blushing when he realized what he’d asked.
I’m sure the work week started with a lot of yelling, but I now have a mirror.