Evil electricians being douchebags!

Well folks day 5 of the work being done on my house and they send me an electrician who gave my wife a mouthful! You see we weren't told about an electrician coming today only the plasterer. So when my wife said to the electrician that we didn't know he was coming she was not expecting a torrent of expletives from a bitter and twisted fat, degenerate work ie! Needless to say I was not happy about this! And promptly got in his face about it!

After he refused to leave, I went looking for his supervisor, not finding him, I found one of his colleagues and asked him to get him out my house, cos if I did it he would have been leaving by the verandah! What a total douchebag he was.

So if you've been following my adventures with workies you will be able to know that in answer to my question from yesterday, I have already had to shout at one person today, and as I await the plasterer returning from lunch it will end up being two, probably......

That's all for now peeps, I will see you on the Dark Side, and remember, May the 4th be with you.....

Voting: A comparison

You may find this a strange post people,as it's not my usual witty digressions on workies! Oh no you exclaim, what could it be Papachi, what could it be? Well this is about two different experiences at the voting booth tonight. One is mine the other is an exceptionally good friend of mine's!

When my friend, (Who shall remain nameless) went to vote, he filled in his numbers, (No X's anymore!) Folded his slip and went to put it in the box, when to his shocked and stunned surprise one of the people manning to tables opened his voting slip, read it and posted it themselves! Where he voted did not have a Chief electoral officer present, or if that's not the right term, just anyone with some sort of authority!

However my experience was wholly different! Everything was explained to me, even to the paper being turned over so no one could read it! And imagine my surprise when I was informed that a figure of authority was there too! So no one read my voting slip, and I posted my own ballot paper, without anyone being able to read it at all!

However, I think the new system is just to make it easier for the people who count the votes! The thing is that everything that happened to my friend was a blatant disregard of all electoral process and that has me livid! It's supposed to be a SECRET vote, and my friends vote was in no way SECRET, and his vote is now a spoiled vote. So he has been denied his right to vote by someone who has no right to look at his paper! And that is not on! Not on at all!

OK rant over be back soon

More adventures with workies!

Hey world, what did you do yesterday? Where did you stay last night? Myself, well before 10am I had already shouted at the site manager, who is in charge of the work being done in the scheme I live in! As well as erupting at a representative of my local council! Why? Well to cut a long story short, the workies, I don't deign to call them workmen, ( You will soon understand why!) They downed tools, because of a bunch of dead beasties! Yes you read that right DEAD beasties!

The upshot of all my shouting and bawling was that my pregnant wife, my five kids and myself had to stay in a local hotel overnight, with a food allowance of 20 pound each. This was all on the councils ticket as we were told not to re- unpack our house, so we could not sleep there.

Basically, it was an adventure for the kids, but the worst night sleep either my wife or me had had in a looong time! What a smegging joke!

Today, however was a different day, the rewire has now been done, and its an excellent job, and we are back in the house. So everything is now hunky dory, but it still makes me wonder, who will I have to shout at tomorrow! The moral of this tale of woe is that you should stand up for yourself no matter the odds, as you might just kick the right arse and something gets done, and you might get a really good end result, just like I did!

That's enough for now, I am away to vote......

Work done!

Don't you think its so funny, your local council decide to do work on your house, then the workies don't turn up, when you are told they will!
   Then when they do, they mess about for 10 minutes getting ready to do the work, and then they have the cheek to SMASH everything that needs taken off the walls!
     It was far easier today for them to UNSCREW the kitchen cupboards off than smash them off, less noisy too!
     Will keep you updated on all the work as well as how utterly useless my local council is! I'm now away to design a tattoo for my self.

Remember: Life meets you halfway.