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Post by tomplum on Jun 16, 2018 11:57:07 GMT
long days, loose clothing, easy going underfoot and, when England are playing, there's no fucker in your way, they usually set a telly up somewhere on site and the site becomes mine,,, 1787034013 yippee World cup fever, the busy plumbers best friend,,
goalie
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Post by dickpuller on Jun 17, 2018 8:40:41 GMT
Any time of year is good on new build Tom, no stress, limited driving, no customers watching or whinging over the Bill, no custards not paying, nice cozy Tea Hut, finished early Mon-Thurs & half day every Friday. Loads of laughs, banter & wind-ups, never see a Boss, very few phone calls, no shitty jobs, fitting only nice new material, all day Heat testing in the Winter, quick kip in one of the Showhouse’s beds, sniffing around the fit cleaners, maintenance in houses with MILFs & yummy mummies...........The list is endless!!
Oh, but the most important thing..........a big fat pay packet every week, sorted!!!!!
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Post by tomplum on Jun 17, 2018 16:16:40 GMT
it used to be like that here but now, fencing all round, sign in, sign out, site agent sits on his arse all day but sends out, the fist fix foreman the check, lagging, clips. pipe protection, no parking here, no parking there, where's your hat, vest, no horse play, no dropping bricks off the scaffold on trench rats, no racing on dumper trucks, no eating on job, no drink or drugs, no fighting with the plasterers, we're treated like kids now,  |
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Post by dickpuller on Jun 18, 2018 10:17:49 GMT
it used to be like that here but now, fencing all round, sign in, sign out, site agent sits on his arse all day but sends out, the fist fix foreman the check, lagging, clips. pipe protection, no parking here, no parking there, where's your hat, vest, no horse play, no dropping bricks off the scaffold on trench rats, no racing on dumper trucks, no eating on job, no drink or drugs, no fighting with the plasterers, we're treated like kids now,  I know what you mean Tom. One of the Digger Grubbers nudged a Gas Saddle on the Gas Mains the other day, he was digging in the Water Main. Anyway, I got a shout from one of the Trench Rats to go & see the Ganger, who had his foot on the Saddle, stopping the gas pissing out. So it’s a laugh & a joke; ‘Here lads, anyone got a fag’...etc etc. So I takes the cap off the Saddle & screws down the valve(gas pisses out when you do that bit) & job done, the gas is off. But oh fuck, here comes Professor Clipboard the Assistant Site Manager(they’re not called Agents now). He calls out the TOFOs & the whole Street is closed off & he’s talking about shutting the whole site??!!!! We’re saying to the daft cunt, the gas is off, where’s the danger???!!! I go back to the Plot I’m working on & later I’m speaking to the Ganger. TOFOs come out, say there’s no leak & just fuck off, but the Ganger, the Grubbers & me get a dressing down from the Builders Elf & Safety twat. Unbelievable, the clueless cunts that run these jobs!! I know the Builder’s Elf & Safety twat as I’d fixed his boiler a few weeks ago, so he’s giving it to me; ‘Oh you did the right thing shutting the gas off’. Talk about stating the fuck obvios FFS!! |
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