Hitting the roof
Grandad August 21st, 2008
They rang last weekend to say they would be around on Friday or Saturday to replace part of my roof.
This was fine as it gave me all week to clear the shit off it.
The roof is covered in ivy that not only grows all over the surface but also buries into it in places. We have long strings of ivy actually coming through into the room underneath.
We thought it was about time to replace the roof, as the inside was wetter than outside when it rained.
There were also quite a few branches overhanging the roof which would have to be cleared before they could work on it.
All in all, there was a lot of work to be done.
I made a start on Sunday, but the rain got the better of me and I had to quit. I thought I’d leave it until today when the forecast was reasonable.
……
There was a knock on the door this morning.
The bastards have turned up a day early.
Before they would start, I had to clear the shit.
I have just spent the last half hour running around like a blue-arsed fly cutting branches and stripping ivy. I have never seen a blue-arsed fly but my heart goes out to them.
I’m bollixed.
Not only am I bollixed, but I have stripped most of the skin off my arms as one of the trees has very large thorns.
And I walked in a large dog turd.
Why the hell couldn’t they turn up four days late like the rest of the building industry.
They don’t even have the excuse that they are foreigners.
Bastards.
I hate efficiency.
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“but I have stripped most of the skin off my arms” Women call that a skin peel and pay big bucks for that.
Less “skin peel”; more “arm gouge”. If they pay for that there is something wrong with them!
Mmmmm physical labour. I need me some of that. Maybe I’ll trudge up and down some mountains at the weekend.
Keep your hair on Grandad – you’re lucky they turned up at all.
Think of the benefits – you won’t be able to moan about the water coming in and you will be able to concentrate on the finer things in life!!!!
Your dog goes onto your roof to crap? That’s one fucking polite dog.
Thrifty – There is plenty of physical labour out here if you want some? Give me a call.
Kate – They wouldn’t dare not turn up. Herself has quite a reputation throughout the county.
Green Ink – Our dog has excellent manners. You should see what she does with the hairs she has molted.
I’m absolutely envious; builders don’t come as far as our house at all. Next time this happens, you can send them to us and we’ll send them back when they’re done– and you’ll have your four days back, ok?
I grew up with blue-tail flies and hate them. But maybe if I ever see one again I’ll be more sympathetic, after your story. I hope your wounds heal soon.
Ever curious, was it the dog that was large or just the turd?
or both?
hey, no time to comment, but i am going to ask for prayers…i’m taking my licensure exam tomorrow at 9am central time. i think that’s somewhere around 3pm your time? if you happen to think of my old feeble brain, sure would appreciate a thought/prayer sent my way…need all the karma i can get
They turned up a day early?
You know how much people would pay to get them! Kidnap them and demand a ransom!
Susan – It’s all down to the art of friendly persuasion. Where tradespeople are concerned, I let Herself do the talking. I don’t know what she says to them, but they either turn up fairly promptly, or they change their phone numbers. I don’t know what she says to them…
Xbox – Both. The shoes are now out on the window ledge. They should be wearable in a year or so.
Prin – As much good karma as possible heading your way..
TheChrisD – They are gone. They came a day early. They did a brilliant job. They finished very quickly. They tidied up after themselves. They charged less than I expected. They were very courteous and friendly. I am assuming I will wake up soon.
Skitty, use Wake-Up Slap!
If this doesn’t do double damage, then you’re awake
Only in a nightmare would someone say something like that. I haven’t a clue what it means..
You should have given me a shout and I would have helped you out.
The kind of help that involves moaning about having to carry out physical labour.
I make a savage cup of tea though!
Maxi – Typical manager… arrives when the work is finished [but at least you're not taking the credit!]. I’m very good at moaning about physical labour myself, thanks. And I make a mean mug of tea. Drop by sometime and I’ll make you one.
As a typical manager I would only take credit if it was a job well done!
I’ll bring the Jaffa Cakes!
That’s true. Jaffa cakes are fine.
Dog turd, must be the neighbors playing golf.
Considering the type of roofers you describe are in all reality, non-existent, it was the fact that you were actually willing to get up there, work your arse off, strip the skin off your arms, actually get done in time for them to start their work and finish it plus step on a large dog turd to round things off nicely that most likely conjured them up in the first place. If you weren’t the hard working curmudgeon that you are, the roofers would have shown up a day late, taken 3 days too long, done a lousy job and charged you twice as much.
All things considered, I’d say you were rather fortunate.
June – It might have been one of my slices [golf-slices, that is. I don't go around cutting up poo].
Kirk M – One thing I didn’t mention is that they actually helped me! Mind you – as Herself says – it hasn’t rained heavily yet!!
They helped you? That makes them even more non-existent. Can’t wait to hear what happens when it rains again.
Hmmm, I guess you haven’t been surrounded by kids with their DS’s at some point in your life then…
TheChrisD – You forget I’m not up to date in these things.. DS?
It’s one of these thingies.
Ah! A zombie toy!
woo hoo! i passed the test!!! thanks for the good karma, i know it helped
Congratulations, Prin! Never underestimate the power of karma.
yeah, sh*t now there’s no excuse for not working…oh, what have i done
Prin – Send it back and say you made a mistake?
nah, i guess i better go on to work…i worked hard for five years to get this degree, and at times nearly lost my mind over algebra and spanish… all so i could find a decent paying job in this god-forsaken hell hole i live in…so i guess i better get off my ass and go do something with it, huh?