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my counterpart on the Contractor's side of things is a tiny man. maybe 4'11"..he has the biggest chip on his shoulder. he is a total A-hole and he wears that like a badge of honor.

they were putting down rebar for a decks slab. they embed vertical rebar for the future barrier rail. i walk up and it there is rebar sticking up where our future traffic lane is. (it is 3' off) i state, "i dont think the barrier layout is correct"
contractor, "what the EFF!, i am correct..do you have the plans?"
Me, "i always have the plans"
contractor, "well, pull them out, i am ABOUT to make you feel stupid".
i hand them to him..he looks and starts mumbling, "i saw a note here somewhere..."

he keeps looking. i know the note..it is about the architectural treatment limits. the little man goes silent. the rebar foreman breaks the silence, "so..who's right, you or Napolean?"

the contractor guys storms off. i felt bad for him. i broke protocol and did the layout. honestly, now i get along with that guy. i never brought i up again, and he comes to me like a human being asking questions..i go to him for his opinion as well.

i do know; i better know my plans when i talk to him. he is always looking for the upper hand.