...called for the final inspection. The inspector showed up, looked around and saw my 1 year olds toys all over the house plus the furniture and everything else and just grinned and said "so, you're just about ready to move in" I replied "yes sir just about ready". He did his inspection found only one thing wrong but let me slide on the promise that I would fix it before the end of the day (minor insulation problem) and gave me my final permit.
One local building official I dealt with had a poster on the wall in back of his desk that said: "Dealing with a Building Inspector is kind of like wrestling a pig in the mud. You have to remember the pig enjoys it." I've found most inspectors to be reasonable if you just bite your tongue and listen to what they have to say.
__________________ The problem with socialism is that you eventually run out of other peoples' money.