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The last couple of weeks at work have sucked. Out loud. The biggest reasons are going to be in a rant in another section later, but some of our customers have been extra special too so here goes:
The Princess
A couple building a house stopped by for a walk-around with the contractor while we were working. A hammer got accidently kicked off the edge of the stairs while we were setting up and almost fell on Princess. Who had a great flipping freak-out. We were rude and inconsiderate and dangerous and Criminal and Psycotic Lunatics who were trying to KILL the people who PAID OUR PAYCHECKS!!!! And FIRED!! Oh. So. Fired!!!!
I disagree. You know people who I think are dangerous lunatics? Idiots who show up on job sites in 4” stillettos, who fail to heed the two HUGE signs requiring hard hats, who fail to heed the contractors warnings about watching what is going on, who duck under a roped off area with a written 5' wide sign stating “Death from above” and an arrow pointing up and then freak out when a hammer falls and fail to realize you are lucky we didn't drop a sheet of 3/4” plywood on their non-functional decorative head!
As princess wobbled off in a huff her husband looked at us and whispered 'you're not fired' looked at the contractor and whispered 'they're not fired' and then pussy-whip-jogged after her making soothing cooing noises. So we stayed and finished the job. And hopefully will never see princess again.
The Pill
We supposed to work at a lived-in house, in the attic. So we arrive, enter, ask where the attic hatch is, and get pointed in the right direction. So we take off our boots, pick them up, and go to walk towards where our work area is.
ThePill, shreiking: Stop! what are you doing?
Us, very confused : Going to check our work area?
TP: You can't take your boots up there, they are all snowy
Us: Ok (opens door, knocks boots together over the porch, turns back around)
TP: No, no, the carpet upstairs is new, your boots cannot go up there
The thing is, not only is it a really bad idea to wonder around in attics without work boots on, it is actually against OHSA regs and if anyone got hurt, we, our boss and our company could receive large fines, huge WSIB increases and other ongoing problems. We tried argueing, pleading and logic-ing our way into carrying our boots to the work area to be able to wear them to work in, but, no dice. We did nothing and left.
The Painful
Another lived in house, another reno, another homeowner. Who was upset by me, myself, doing most aspects of my job. When me and a coworker were carrying our equipment in initially he grabbed my end, shoving me out of the way and almost down the stairs, and carried my end the rest of the way in. When we were carrying materials in he kept taking mine out of my hands and carrying it in. When I was mixing buckets of materials and carrying them over to be used he kept grabbing them from me and carrying and dumping them. And so on. For the whole 5 hours we were there! The whole time he berated my coworker for making me do, you know, my job (despite the fact that he was told several times that I was in charge of the two of us), and getting mad when my coworker kept telling him I was fine, plenty strong and capable enough to do this, and really didn't need any help. (I tried to tell him but not only am I weak and incompetent, I am also inaudible to idiots) Whatever, I've seen this a few times before and in the grand scheme of things it is a very short time period of my life and not worth getting upset over, especially on someone I never need to see again, until.....
We got back to the shop, and the boss had a good scream at us, asking why the customer called and had a huge scream at him. Why the customer thought we weren't able to do the work, and the customer had to do most of it, and had damn well better get a good discount, when he hires a company to do a job he shouldn't have to do it all himself and !!!!!!!!! Bossman calmed down a little when we explained what happened, but
Really? No I mean it, Really Dude? What is your problem? I really want to know what it hurts you to allow me to be a real person, with a real job to do, and to let me do it. I mean, were you afraid I would wreck your house through my obvious shortcomings? That I would infect it with girl cooties? Was I going to cause it to spontaniously combust, or.... what man? Out with it, I really got to know!
(That was retorical. I realize the chances that he is reading this, will recognize himself, and actually answer are infinitesimaly small, but I don't voluntarily spend time with people with this attitude, so I have no one to ask)
The Princess
A couple building a house stopped by for a walk-around with the contractor while we were working. A hammer got accidently kicked off the edge of the stairs while we were setting up and almost fell on Princess. Who had a great flipping freak-out. We were rude and inconsiderate and dangerous and Criminal and Psycotic Lunatics who were trying to KILL the people who PAID OUR PAYCHECKS!!!! And FIRED!! Oh. So. Fired!!!!
I disagree. You know people who I think are dangerous lunatics? Idiots who show up on job sites in 4” stillettos, who fail to heed the two HUGE signs requiring hard hats, who fail to heed the contractors warnings about watching what is going on, who duck under a roped off area with a written 5' wide sign stating “Death from above” and an arrow pointing up and then freak out when a hammer falls and fail to realize you are lucky we didn't drop a sheet of 3/4” plywood on their non-functional decorative head!
As princess wobbled off in a huff her husband looked at us and whispered 'you're not fired' looked at the contractor and whispered 'they're not fired' and then pussy-whip-jogged after her making soothing cooing noises. So we stayed and finished the job. And hopefully will never see princess again.
The Pill
We supposed to work at a lived-in house, in the attic. So we arrive, enter, ask where the attic hatch is, and get pointed in the right direction. So we take off our boots, pick them up, and go to walk towards where our work area is.
ThePill, shreiking: Stop! what are you doing?
Us, very confused : Going to check our work area?
TP: You can't take your boots up there, they are all snowy
Us: Ok (opens door, knocks boots together over the porch, turns back around)
TP: No, no, the carpet upstairs is new, your boots cannot go up there
The thing is, not only is it a really bad idea to wonder around in attics without work boots on, it is actually against OHSA regs and if anyone got hurt, we, our boss and our company could receive large fines, huge WSIB increases and other ongoing problems. We tried argueing, pleading and logic-ing our way into carrying our boots to the work area to be able to wear them to work in, but, no dice. We did nothing and left.
The Painful
Another lived in house, another reno, another homeowner. Who was upset by me, myself, doing most aspects of my job. When me and a coworker were carrying our equipment in initially he grabbed my end, shoving me out of the way and almost down the stairs, and carried my end the rest of the way in. When we were carrying materials in he kept taking mine out of my hands and carrying it in. When I was mixing buckets of materials and carrying them over to be used he kept grabbing them from me and carrying and dumping them. And so on. For the whole 5 hours we were there! The whole time he berated my coworker for making me do, you know, my job (despite the fact that he was told several times that I was in charge of the two of us), and getting mad when my coworker kept telling him I was fine, plenty strong and capable enough to do this, and really didn't need any help. (I tried to tell him but not only am I weak and incompetent, I am also inaudible to idiots) Whatever, I've seen this a few times before and in the grand scheme of things it is a very short time period of my life and not worth getting upset over, especially on someone I never need to see again, until.....
We got back to the shop, and the boss had a good scream at us, asking why the customer called and had a huge scream at him. Why the customer thought we weren't able to do the work, and the customer had to do most of it, and had damn well better get a good discount, when he hires a company to do a job he shouldn't have to do it all himself and !!!!!!!!! Bossman calmed down a little when we explained what happened, but
Really? No I mean it, Really Dude? What is your problem? I really want to know what it hurts you to allow me to be a real person, with a real job to do, and to let me do it. I mean, were you afraid I would wreck your house through my obvious shortcomings? That I would infect it with girl cooties? Was I going to cause it to spontaniously combust, or.... what man? Out with it, I really got to know!
(That was retorical. I realize the chances that he is reading this, will recognize himself, and actually answer are infinitesimaly small, but I don't voluntarily spend time with people with this attitude, so I have no one to ask)
Whatever. I mostly learned mechanics from my father, but he learned how to fix cars by helping his MOTHER. Go jump in a lake you little fucker. You're probably just jealous.
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