I've had quite the morning dealing with tradies. The first fellow, who came to fill in all the ceiling gaps, wasn't exactly Mr. Talkative, but he seemed nice enough, and did a good job. He even offered to vacuum up afterwards (admittedly after I'd vacummed), so no complaints. A chemical headache, but no complaints.
But the guy who came to replace a couple of cracked windows? Um, cracked in the head. Big time. I can handle eccentric, but when eccentric comes with extraordinarily loud and continued swearing in front of Grumbles, and ends with my discovering hundreds of tiny glass shards all over her bed, then that's when it becomes ridiculous. Not to mention unprofessional.
I was going to spend this blog post ranting and raving in a very cutting way about him, making hilarious but snide comments about his personal hygiene etc, but then I remembered that golden old rule: If you can't say anything nice about a person, don't say anything at all.
So:
However, I shall say this - don't expect too much from people wearing Jim Beam hats. I'm not saying, I'm just saying.
Erm?! Swearing in front of you little one? I'd have had serious words with him right there but to leave shards of glass on her bed, well i couldn't have been held responsible for my actions if i had been you.
ReplyDeleteI didn't discover the glass until after he'd gone, and man oh man did I think of a few swear words myself!
ReplyDeleteCollect the shards and bake him a special Xmas pudding as a thank you for all his "good work". Personally, I only let in tradies with "Grange Hermitage" hats.
ReplyDeleteLOL at johnnywhiteshoes !! ha ha !
ReplyDeleteAt least i'm not the only one that whines about tradies that are dipsh!ts.
And I actually need a 'window-fixin'-man'. However, I won't be using your guy.....
and yeah - I could have done with that hat last night .. although as Stomper said, without the Marlboros, i'm just a try-hard....
ReplyDeleteBet you could see his bum crack too.
ReplyDeletePS: Where do you think you find a Jim Beam hat? I seriously have relatives that would wear one. Obviously I don't talk to them...