Ok, so I think I may be the customer here, I'm really not sure, although it did happen at my work and they were sucky and they affected my ability to do work.
So I'm student teaching right now, and the school I'm at has been getting new windows. Well of course the entire school was finished last month (I'm talking over 30 days, none of that well technically it was last month a week ago crap) except for my classroom. It's sunny and students have to line stands up so they can see their music. There are bleachers in the room, so we can't turn around.
These workers have come in and out of the classroom at least 10 times in the past week, yet nothing gets done (and all of the materials for the job were stacked at the front of the room, blocking the music library and tuba locker.)
I'm sitting in the office grading papers and 8 guys (the office is 6 ft. X 5 ft. with 3 desks, 2 filing cabinets, and 2 stands) come walking in and stand around me and just start arguing.
Apparently they ordered 32 inch molding pieces or something, and they were convinced the windows were not 32 inches. There was a lot of "Well, it looks this and that" and "It's 5 hand widths apart" and everything but actually measuring the dang thing.
After about five minutes of being smothered and a mix of english and spanish bickering, I finally get up, grab the TAPE MEASURE off of one of the guys TOOL BELTS (meaning he had it all along), climb up on a chair, and measure it. Yup 32 inches. Boom, take that beotches!
One guy kept saying "but it looks..."
Reminds me of this old one from the fabric store )
Me: One yard?
SC: yes
Me: OK
SC: THAT'S NOT A YARD!
Me: Yes it is.
SC: No, this is a yard (holds hands apart at some random distance)
Me: I'm measuring it with a yard stick
SC: But that's not the same as a fabric yard
Me:...really?
SC: THIS IS A YARD! (holds hands up to a different distance)
Me: I assure you, a yard of fabric measures out to...a yard
SC: Well, that's not a yard!
Me: I give up.
So I'm student teaching right now, and the school I'm at has been getting new windows. Well of course the entire school was finished last month (I'm talking over 30 days, none of that well technically it was last month a week ago crap) except for my classroom. It's sunny and students have to line stands up so they can see their music. There are bleachers in the room, so we can't turn around.
These workers have come in and out of the classroom at least 10 times in the past week, yet nothing gets done (and all of the materials for the job were stacked at the front of the room, blocking the music library and tuba locker.)
I'm sitting in the office grading papers and 8 guys (the office is 6 ft. X 5 ft. with 3 desks, 2 filing cabinets, and 2 stands) come walking in and stand around me and just start arguing.
Apparently they ordered 32 inch molding pieces or something, and they were convinced the windows were not 32 inches. There was a lot of "Well, it looks this and that" and "It's 5 hand widths apart" and everything but actually measuring the dang thing.
After about five minutes of being smothered and a mix of english and spanish bickering, I finally get up, grab the TAPE MEASURE off of one of the guys TOOL BELTS (meaning he had it all along), climb up on a chair, and measure it. Yup 32 inches. Boom, take that beotches!
One guy kept saying "but it looks..."
Reminds me of this old one from the fabric store )
Me: One yard?
SC: yes
Me: OK
SC: THAT'S NOT A YARD!
Me: Yes it is.
SC: No, this is a yard (holds hands apart at some random distance)
Me: I'm measuring it with a yard stick
SC: But that's not the same as a fabric yard
Me:...really?
SC: THIS IS A YARD! (holds hands up to a different distance)
Me: I assure you, a yard of fabric measures out to...a yard
SC: Well, that's not a yard!
Me: I give up.
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