When this whole water damage debacle happened, lo those many weeks ago, we immediately hired a local restoration company on the recommendation of our insurance agent. They were quick on the job and within a day we had fans blowing everything dry and a concrete plan of action in place for how to get the house back to normal as soon as possible.
The crew the company sent out was excellent. David, the foreman, made an immediate impression on both Dave and me. He was incredibly competent and seemed to be amazingly thorough in everything he did. I only wish I'd taken a picture of the plastic bubble-boy tent he built to help get the final little bits of moisture out of our bathroom.
He was awesome, but best of all he was totally likable. He spent over a week at my house, coming and going several times every day. By the end of the week, I was inviting him to eat dinner with us and I knew all about his five kids, his religion (Lutheran Orthodox) and the fact that several years ago he and his wife had carried a baby boy named Alex full-term before it died only hours after being born.
He seemed like such a good citizen, the kind of guy any company would be thrilled to have as a foreman, mostly because he instilled such confidence in us and we're pretty difficult people to please. (Just ask the clean-up crew!) Twice, I called the company just to tell them what an excellent job he was doing here.
Yesterday I found out that he was no longer with the company. I spent all day worrying about him and his five kids and wondering what possibly could've happened to his job. I couldn't imagine that he'd been fired because from a customer's perspective, he was an excellent employee.
But he was fired. One of the other workers told me that he was "basically canned." Apparently he was a little too loose with the company gas card and he had a history of yelling at the boss and telling him he wasn't doing things right. I can hardly imagine him acting that way. Dave's response to me was that he "bets David was in the right." Apparently he was also a bit TOO thorough and tended to have too much overtime, which I guess I can understand. But STILL. The whole thing has left a very bad taste in my mouth. It's strange to get only one side of a story, but it sure seems like the company sold him short.
Part of me wants to find his old business card and see if I can't try to get a hold of him. If nothing else, I'd be happy to let him use me as a reference. Would that seem weird, though? Calling him at home out of the blue? How weird is it that I'm so worried about him?