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You're fired!


We paid Keith Malette, the lone technician for The Pool Police in Austin, Texas, for one year of service in advance to care for our pool and these are photos taken yesterday of our pool.  It's so bad that the whole Green Giant mess needs to be drained and acid washed. I know, I know...never pay for service until it has been done.  Sometimes it's nice to dream that there are actually people in this world who can be trusted on a business deal like this.
 It looks like our sprinklers aren't doing our vegetation any favors either.  This is so depressing.
Apparently there's a huge turtle that's made a home in our pool too.  Great. The hot temperatures in Austin aren't helping the situation much either. Thankfully, we'll be back home soon and we've hired someone to fix Keith's mess and it should be sparkling clean for us by then.
If you want to see what the pool is supposed to look like, here's a link that I posted a couple years ago of our new pool and landscaping.  Keith isn't exactly fired.  He just stopped showing up for the job apparently, and hasn't been to my house for a while so I thought I'd post his reference from me right here on my blog.  When he actually did what he was paid to do, he did an acceptable job.  It would have been nice if he would have kept his written and verbal agreement and "from the heart" promise.  Keith, if you see this, please give me a call.  Thanks!
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Kellie said…
Oh, Kelly. I'm so sorry. On the up side, maybe it will be nice to have a pet turtle. I'm glad it will be cleaned up and ready when you get home.
July 06, 2011 11:47 AM
Kelly said…
Thanks, Kellie. You can have the turtle. :-)
July 06, 2011 11:56 AM
~ Tina said…
hmmm... sorta like the turtle idea, but yikes, that is a green mess! Such a bummer. glad it's fixable!
July 06, 2011 12:59 PM
Kathy said…
I'll take the turtle! Maybe we could raise some carp in your pool too!!!
July 06, 2011 1:46 PM
Robert Choate said…
I guess I can cancel my trip down there to visit. Even I'm not that desperate for a swim. But that really sucks. Can you get a refund?
July 06, 2011 2:02 PM
Anonymous said…
Kelly,
I would totally ask for a refund! Your front doesn't look that bad, I just drove by this afternoon. Wow, what a mess!
July 06, 2011 2:30 PM
Kelly said…
I'm not worried about our yard. We've had the same crew taking care of it since 2000 and I trust them. It's been so hot and the dry spots in the lawn are inevitable.
July 06, 2011 5:49 PM
Dianne said…
Dang, all that work, it was beautiful. I'm sure it will clean up well. Pools are so fun but take some TLC. Glad it will be sparkling soon.
July 06, 2011 8:51 PM
sayfuzzypickles said…
Holy guacamole! What a scary green slimy mess. I hope Keith comes over and helps clean.
I bet you'll be so glad to go home!
July 06, 2011 9:39 PM
Hildie said…
I guess we won't sneak over there to swim! That guy is such an idiot! You should leave a review on Yelp if he's on there.
July 09, 2011 8:42 AM
Kelly said…
He is on yelp and has two similar negative comments. I tried to leave one today, but yelp said, "oops, we're too busy right now" or something to that effect. I'll try again still.
July 09, 2011 8:44 AM
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