Removing Tile Flooring: Restaurants can’t have dust.
A year ago I decided to re-do the tile in the café. It was the original tile from the original construction of, say, the early Jurassic period, and was pretty outdated.
I’d done a great job with paint and new furnishings and art and stuff, but there was no getting away from the dated tile and everything that that screamed to customers. It was time for a face-lift.
I wanted a completely different look, and I knew that to accomplish that, I’d have to get rid of the old tile completely. Not just lay down a new flooring over it.
It would require a tile-removal company. Where the heck to find that?
I let my fingers do the walking—I know, that’s also from the Jurassic period—and found a company called FloorBusters. Tile removal with no dust, they chirped. Sounded great to me.
Actually I hadn’t even thought about dust. Who thinks about dust when it comes to tile? Or removing it?
I looked at their site and realized I was a total nube when it came to tile removal. Apparently tile removal done the traditional cave-man way produces billuminous ( I just made that word up) clouds of dust that if they weren’t trapped in your building would go up into the atmosphere and produce skies like we saw when Mt. St. Helens let loose.
I exaggerate, yes. But apparently not by much.
Started thinking about all that dust swirling around in my awesome little café . . . landing on picture frames, baseboard edges, top-shelf knickknacks, stacks of plates, vents, registers, kitchen appliances, glass-topped tables, window sills, registers, yada, yada, yada . . . and realized: I DO NOT WANT DUST.
I looked around a little more to see if there were other tile-removal companies that did the no-dust-during-process thing. Didn’t really find any others so I called up FloorBusters and had a nice chat and a guy came out the next day to look over my project.
I liked the sound of the way they work. Apparently they bring in like monster-grade vacuum cleaners, basically. They fire those up while the tile-removal is happening and those suckers gobble the dust up before it even has a chance to think about mimicking Mt. St. Helens.
Pry up tile; suck up dust. Pry up tile; suck up dust. Pry up tile; suck up dust. And so on until all the tile is up and the job is done.
What’s not to like about a process like that? Heck, sign me up!
That’s exactly what I did—I signed them up. They came out a week or so later, worked a couple of days, and got all my old tile out of there. I watched a bit while they worked. I didn’t hover. Nobody likes a hovering business owner while they’re trying to get their work done.
But I was curious, so I asked if I could watch a little bit. Super interesting. Well, that’s a little over the top. Somewhat interesting is more accurate.
They got the job done. My café was as dust-free when they left as when they arrived. And I was ready to put down my new flooring. I was happy, happy, happy.