Refuse to pay the buggers! That's what I'll do!!!

Hiya Folks,

Just thought an update may be in oder. Last week we received a letter for an progress payment. Man I still laugh when I see "Progress". That's so fuckin funny.
OK........Where to start.....???...?.....????......?????
Maybe I should tell you about the rather nasty email I sent them basically stating no more money until the bar is lifted on quality or should I start with the "Draft" letter I have typed and Kay edited (to remove all the nasties) that I really want to send to the supervising management but aren't allowed too. Man o Man, decisions????

OK we'll start with the email...........We received a letter of progress payment on Monday 14th. Now let me set the scene for you. It was a shit weekend, with absolute minimal work done on the house AGAIN!!! So Sunday night I wasn't a very nice person to be around, lucky I was home with the boss so she could slap me around (No Nat, NOT LIKT THAT!!) I had steam pouring outa my ears, fire in my eyes building and building and lighting bolts firing outa my ass (Juha, not from what I ate either ya cheeky shit). We didn't need the heater on that night let me tell ya! The last thing I wanted was to hear from the builder.
Alas the magic happened and I got a letter in the mail from a little man dressed in very bright yellow suit on a funny red bike the next day. Funny how that ALWAYS seems to happen to me!!! Bills ARRRHHHHH!!! Oops sorry, side tracked, back to the main event. Arriving home from work on the Monday finishing my first day in ED and feeling pretty good about the day, not even thinkin about the bloody house which is huge, I see this letter stickin outa mail box, with the builders stamp on it. At this stage and having a good day I really thought that it was an update on progress with them giving us a run down on how things have gone to date and how they are "expected" to continue. Don't know where this fantasy came from but don't worry I fuckin slapped it outa myself when I read the title of the letter unpon opening the envelope. "Progress Claim-Roff Cover". FFAAARRRRKKKKK!!!
Kay I stewed over this letter for about 30 hours (just to be accurate!!!) then we discussed witholding the payment until all the work to this date were completed thinking we are already behind so what the hell. So the evil in me just began to flow and the keyboard almost set alight!! We basically outlined the poor workmanship in the front window, the garage window, the course of brickwork they missed in the theatre room, yes MISSED!!!,the electical work, the portico roofing flooding, and the absolute "ZERO" customer feed back from the super and customer liasion officer. I then gave this lady my phone details and told her I can be contacted before a certain time on Thursday morning only as I'm on shift. Now it read very clear with all the nasties again removed to much of my disgust, that's the professionism coming outa me wife!!!! This email was sent to them on Tuesday night for her to read first thing in the morning. She then forwarded it to our customer liasion officer who then forwarded it to our super, a little like chinese whispers apparently because I don't think they read it. No, let me change that, they didn't read it all coz my mobile phone went nutz at work on WEDNESDAY (the day I'm unreachable, in fact the day before I am contactable and stated in our email????) and they left two messages on the home phone when NO ONE WAS GOING TO BE THERE???? HELLO???? I called them back on Thursday. Oh look, the day I said I'll be reachable???
and spoke to both parties concerned. They were "surprised" by the email and thought things were going along fine on our end. Yea they thought that because you could never get hold of them to tell them otherwise which is all in the draft letter that I'll reveal another time. Needless to say the conversations were colourful with nothing resolved.
Kay and I are meeting with the house rep this arvo. This guy was awesome to deal with at sign up and called me a few days ago wanting to know how things were going. Not expecting the earful the poor bastard got, but not aimed at him. He has invited us to meet which means I'm gonna miss my beloved West Coast game this arvo:(( Sacrifices we must make. Boo Hoo Hoo.

That's enough till another chapter in this gripping saga is revealed!!!
So stock up on pop corn and coke and I'll be back soon.

Not the happy house builder.

PS No need for a photo update coz NOTHING HAS F@#KING CHANGED!!!!!