This morning I was so upset that did not work but overate from my wife's Shabbath's mutton tscholent and feel terribly heavy. Yesterday I had sat in front the computer all day designing a fire protection installation of a hangar in a moshav 20 km East of Tel Aviv. I designed a complete sprinkler installation, and sent it by mail but I was told that its no good, it was too expensive to build up to 100,000 shekel (25,000 US$).
So it was agreed that I will design a simpler, cheaper system, under the premise that the place is in fact of the minimum fire risk category, and it will be used exlusively to store iron rods for building. This morning I was about to print the designs and submit it when the architect revealed to me that they have a building permit which clearly states that the intended use is storage of toys (highest explosive category). The are trying to change the permit but it will take a few days.
I called the owner and said that having completed my work, I want like some money. "Dont talk about money now". When I get the permit you will come to my office and we talk it over a cup of coffee. I insisted we agree on the price, but he would not talk about money at all. I told him that the standard price is 1.40 $ per sqare meter, but if it is for iron, I will make a 50% discount, but if it is full sprinkler installation, it is full price. Now I am afraid that they may submit my design for storage of iron and in fact, later, store explosive plastic toys. If they do and the toys catch fire, the insurance company will surely sue me, the engineer, for designing a system unsuitable for the dangerous materials found there. It is standard practice. And, as said, my payment is still in the air.
Life is difficult. The pictures show an unrelated fire at Budapest's Western Train Station.
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