Quote from: StoutAndAle on October 22, 2025, 12:58:32 PM
Quote from: The Heretic on October 21, 2025, 03:43:24 PMTradesmen who fail to turn up at the agreed time giving fuck all notification that they can't make it, I've no problem with schedules changing as jobs can drag on longer then expected, but when you're supposed to be there first thing in the morning there's no fucking excuse for not notifying as you would have known from the evening before so you would have had plenty of time to send a text/whatsapp/fucking messenger pigeon/phonecall, I'll tell you what it is, getting jobs too handy as there is limited availability so they can pick and choose and take the piss.

Actually we're talking about basic manners here really!

This is a particular peeve of mine.

You're kept waiting by them to turn up to look at/price the job, then you have to chase them for a quote, when it's all agreed they may or may not appear and finally it's a fucking crap shoot as to whether they'll do it properly. And all the while you have to maintain a jovial attitude -

"How's it going? Yeah, this is Stout again - yeah, you said you'd be on-site today first thing and it's now eh... tea-time... Ah sure look I know how it is... DEFINITELY next Tuesday yeah? OK, I'll call you Monday to remin.... Oh OK, you'll DEFINITELY remember yeah? It's just... hello... hello?"

Here's a horror-show to make you feel better though; My neighbours had an ordeal with the crew who did a big job on their house last year. Priced it at €190k - like I say, it was a big job - retrofit, re-wire, some structural but no expansion of the footprint. They were scheduled in for April to be done by November latest (keys back and house in turnkey condition).

Price went "significantly north" of €200k about 6 weeks before the start date - "materials, labour etc. is more expensive". A fair chunk of money but the neighbours had come that far so said they'd have to take it on. Moved out of their house in March - back in with parents/in-laws.

Builders still hadn't turned up by late May. So my neighbour rang them, the builder snapped on her and said "I have plenty of other work on so you can either wait or shag off and get someone else." I know what my answer would have been but she persisted.

Work started... sort of. The builders were there - a lot of Ukrainian lads, then they weren't or they would turn up at 10pm to start work. I had to go around a few times and tell them to pack it in. Finally had to complain to the neighbours who had a word with the building contractor whose response was "Do you want it done or not?!"

They finally got their keys back Christmas week - a load of stuff undone and, worse, shoddily done. Myself and another neighbour pitched in to give them a hand doing the flooring. I had to draft in the brother to hang their doors for them. He said to me after;

"If my apprentice did the skirting and picture rails like that in there, I'd have booted his hole."


Fucking terrible experience for them!

True story next:
A few years ago I was waiting for someone to do some work around the house, he initially came around and priced the job for 6K, then began the task of chasing him up for 2 months for a start date with fuck all response, and I mean fuck all, I eventually gave up and sourced another fella who agreed to take it on and promised a start date in a few weeks. Low and behold 3 days later the same fucker who I had been chasing up rolled up the driveway with a tractor and trailer with all his equipment ready to prep for the job, I went out the door and said what are you doing? I've been trying to contact you for months looking for a start date with no reply? He said "Ahh I was busy" etc etc, I said how long does it take to reply to a text? Next words out of his mouth were "well sure if you don't like it you can get someone else?" To which I replied "Yep, that's what I've done" and closed the door on him.

The fella who I got did great work and ended up getting lots more work from us, well over 40k worth of work in total

 



It's awful being beholden to these cunts and their "schedule"/whims. And as Stout says, having to play nice to keep em on board...cunts.

We'd one customer in last week, looking about a bunch of drivers for a load of vapourproof fluorescent lights. Didn't even know what model they were, just that he'd got them from us to do a job for a guy a few years ago, and they'd all blown after the storm.
I told him I needed to know who the manufacturer was, and he said "I don't remember, but I don't want to go round and check, because yer man's been after me for a few months to fix them"
"But the storm was only last week."
"Nah, the one in January."

Haven't seen him since.

Do not be fooled, the Stanley handsaw, advertised for cutting concrete/stone, cuts neither concrete nor stone, as advertised.
Cunts.
Found out after it's for aerated concrete (which I assume is yank for breeze blocks), I was thinking it was to good to be true.

The cult of "wellness" that gets pushed by some of the podcasters I listen to.

First thing in the morning, after taking all of your important vitamin supplements, go outside and stare into the sun for 30 minutes. Then do a cold plunge in your ice bath, followed by twenty minutes standing on the grass in your bare feet to centre yourself with the earth. Then stand on your head for an hour of meditation followed by a colonic retreat while staring deeply at a mushroom. Then you'll be ready for your day's work... oh wait, it's 9pm and time for bed!

Get fucked you fucking weird cunts!

People going mad for pumpkins.  Nothing to do with eating them or Helloween (both of which are amazing), but getting photos taken with them.  And when your skin is the same colour as the pumpkin, maybe a little less fake tan in October, your fooling no one. 

Also people who call October, spooky season. 

Fuck pumpkins! October is all about the Wolf Moon, Baccus and women getting it on with women!!


The proliferation of videos on YouTube that have some cunt narrating over them now. Like you want to watch footage or highlights of some event, or something historical etc, and it's becoming difficult now just to get footage without someone inserting themselves to 'present' the video to you. Sometimes they even have their face in the bottom corner so you can see them too. Bunch of desperate cunts trying to be somebody.

Yeah, painful stuff.

Quote from: The Heretic on October 27, 2025, 04:03:17 PMFuck pumpkins! October is all about the Wolf Moon, Baccus and women getting it on with women!!


Can you imagine the amount of snatch he got over his time on this green earth being 6"8 and in a band. And yet he was not comfortable with his appearance. I'm not gay but gay for Steele. :laugh:

People treating soccer as a sport. It isn't one, it's a silly game for children and morons.

Because diving, that's why. Fuck off, dolts.

I have a sore ear/infection or something. Mildly annoying but there are times when I can feel/hear my pulse in the ear.  Just in my right.  That is very annoying.   

Stay out of it is my advice, don't touch it or go at it with cotton buds or anything. I had an infection that led to a perforated eardrum earlier this year, it was not pleasant. Get to a doctor if it's sore but leave it alone.

And listen to lots of really loud noisy music.

Quote from: Eoin McLove on November 12, 2025, 10:00:17 AMAnd listen to lots of really loud noisy music.

I have De Mysteriis Dom Sathanas on now.  Hearing your pulse is worse in silence than when music is being played at a moderate level.