About a month ago a
In a remarkable display of technological prowess, the city does not allow us to apply for these permits online. We must drive downtown, where we are allowed to sit in an office while city worker's gab about the television program they watched previous night. When I was finally called to submit my application, the rotund clerk chastised me for signing the document with a red pen. Even though she had 2 pens sitting between us, she refused to allow me to use one to fill out another application. Fortunately, another
As I awaited my inspection, I was in quite a quandary. According to the citation issued by the city's
Fortunately I have some experience with these occupancy permit inspections, so I had a pretty good idea of the petty crap that we needed to do. For instance, we now have a sign above our front door telling us that it is the exit. (This has been particularly helpful, as we had been crawling through the air ducts to leave the building.) We also have a sign on the door telling us that it must remain open during business hours.
I know I sound like a whiner. I really should be grateful that the city is forcing me to succumb to its every whim, because this is really for my benefit. At least that is what the "investigator" told me. And he is probably right, given the fact that I have trouble finding a door unless it is clearly marked "exit". Maybe the city will do me a real favor and make me mark that hole outside so that I can distinguish it from a certain part of my anatomy.
I thought about posting this prior to my inspection, but wondered if it might have some impact on the inspection. Not that any of the city's code enforcement people read my blog (or can even read for that matter), but Shamu and her colleagues seem to be able to understand some written words and I feared that they might misinterpret this post as being less than obsequious.