Genuinely the worst contractor I've ever hired or worked with, and that's saying something…read more
I used to own a property management company, so I'm familiar with home renovations and I know a lot of contractors, but when it came to doing my own home renovations I found myself shorthanded with the building boom during the pandemic. I found Angle Stone, and I asked for a quote. We set in on taking care of my new office/den upstairs.
The good--Cassiano is generally responsive when you reach out to him.
That's the end of the good.
The drywall and painting work upstairs was fine. Not great, but fine. The trim work was emphatically _not_ fine. None of the joints were scarfed (butt jointed together), none of the trim had been sanded, and virtually every joint was off (a post-and-lintel style where none of the lintels overhung the posts consistently even on different sides of the same window). It was below-amateur work, and Cassiano admitted to it--these were painters, not trim carpenters. But don't worry, he said, he'll do the fixes _personally_.
And his drywall folks were pretty good, and getting the downstairs reinsulated (gotta love old New England houses) before winter was a priority. They'll start on day X, he says. Also, 50% up front, thank you very much. (The fortunate bit: Angle Stone was pretty cheap. I didn't lose _that_ much on this whole escapade.)
So he comes over with his guys (who did the upstairs) to do a walkthrough. Then day X comes...and they don't start. Then X+1. Then X+2. And then he has a completely different crew than the folks he brought over doing the demolition and insulation.
Then that original crew (rather, the wife of one of them) *calls me* and asks if people were working today. Because, they claimed, Cassiano had tried to renegotiate down their rate, and they had refused. I knew what I was paying Cassiano. I don't know how to say this any other way: he had the money.
Drywall went in--drywall too thin to replace the old stuff, after I had clearly told Cassiano how thick the original stuff was (and his own guys had done the demolition). This meant that not only the hardwood floors were gapped off of the new walls (fixable), but the window boxes were proud of the drywall about a quarter inch. I pointed this out to Cassiano because, as mentioned--I know how this stuff works, yeah? But no no, we can deal with it, Cassiano says, he'll be there himself to fix it. He wasn't there, though. He went on vacation. But let's go on.
So then the plasterer was a *disaster*. Bad, spotty work, and the trim carpenter he'd brought in (correctly) observed that she didn't know what she was doing with the ceiling, to the point where she left after telling me that she was going to pay the trim carpenter to do the joint compound work on the ceiling. The trim carpenter was sub-par, but here's where we go from bad work to absolute crazy-town: the trim carpenter told me that *he had never met Cassiano*. He told me (and some of what Cassiano also told me in passing corroborates) that Cassiano was hiring people sight unseen from WhatsApp handyman groups and sending them to my house.
WTF?!
So, back to the drywall situation and the trim. I was working when this happened so I didn't know about it 'til afterwards, but Cassiano directed the trim carpenter to scribe behind the window trim. With quarter-inch plywood. Which meant that now those two windows, and none of the other windows in the house, had inch-thick (rather than 3/4" thick) trim. It looked comically bad. But it gets worse, because then came the painters, and I really wish I'd had the opportunity to get into their heads because this is amazing. The paint work was at best sloppy. Thin enough in places to see the drywall underneath. Entire sections of the kitchen wall missed, no paint. The trim paint just slathered on, dripping and with bad edges--no tape work, obviously. Paint on the floor, not cleaned up. And the best part? They painted the wrong things the wrong color. They painted the feature wall in the living room the light blue semi-gloss that I had placed _in the bathroom_ for them to use _in the bathroom_, because obviously with the rest of the living room being flat paint I definitely want semigloss on the feature wall. The can of paint intended for the feature wall, which I'd left in the room and directed Cassiano to use there, was never even opened.
He, of course, never fixed the office upstairs, because this is when I fired him. No refund, of course. So I have been having folks I know and trust redo all the upstairs trim today and discovered that when his guys trimmed the windows, they didn't bother to insulate between the window and the framing. Trim boards and then straight to open air. Which explains why it was so cold last winter, and why I'm writing this review today.
I got maybe $2K of value out of paying this guy around $10K, and I'm still paying to fix his mistakes.
At least this was theraputic. I feel better.