Communication resumed!

Oh dear I think my fellow co. workers must read my blog because communication is back to normal today. In came fellow co. worker from Wales moaning and groaning like he's the only one in the world that ever encounters problems in his life. Then in meandered fellow co. wok er "idiot?" who thinks he's the only one that put his clocks back on the weekend. All he's done all day is tell me what time it should be and tell me how he's missing his hour. Then because he's got to work the weekend he told me he thinks he'll have Tuesday off, oh and that he wont have a van next week because his wife's car is being fixed so he doesn't think he should do any measures because he will have to use his merc.Why is his wife's car being fixed? you are asking yourself. Because he rear ended another car in it! Why is the van his to do with what he wants? you are asking yourself. Because he totalled the van we bought for his use by crashing it head on. Why does he not want to use the merc.? you are enquiring. Because it's safer in the garage gathering dust than it is with him behind the wheel. Beware I you see a funny little man "idiot?" driving a merc. around town next week keep out of his way.

Communication (lack of!)

I am experiencing a very weird time in my life. I don't know if it's me or the "idiots?" but we don't seem to be on the same wave length. This week alone I have asked a fellow co. worker "idiot?" to go and move a door bar for a customer. In she came yesterday and said "haven't you noticed I haven't paid you?" "NO" says I "you have thirty days from your invoice date so it's not Overdue" "well your fitter hasn't moved my door bar and I'm not paying until he does."I asked him this morning why he hadn't done this and he told me "He wasn't wasting his time" when they should just have the door cut. I told him the customers always right and he went back today - job done-.Earlier today I discussed with another fellow co. worker "idiot?" a two hour window that we could use to catch up with paper work I'm still waiting and it's nearly time to go home so I guess that's not going to get done. At lunch time today another fellow co. worker rushed in to start his afternoon shift he was five minutes early so I'm not sure why he was so panicked about the time. He put his hand in his pocket and felt for his mobile and out came his house phone. It's been like that all week I'm not sure if it's them or me but I'm starting to worry a bit.

No Free Freddo!

What a disappointment today we had the delivery of our staionery ready for the start of another new year for me and the "idiots?". Usually the stationery gets delivered by the company we order off and there is always free chocolate. Today I was banking on my free freddo bar like I had with the last delivery.But NO the company used a courier and I didn't get any free chocolate. Either the delivery man has eaten it or they are using the money they spent on chocolate to pay for the courier.Either way I'm not happy!

Bed knobs and broom sticks

I don't know what has occurred but I think me and the "idiots?" have entered a parallel universe. It all started this morning at home hubby "idiot?" made me a sandwich for work when he knew full well I had saved some left overs from tea last night to warm up in the microwave for lunch. I got up extra early this morning so I wouldn't be late because the "idiots?" take the pi** as I do to them when they are late.But I was late any way first we had bathroom wars to contend with and then I had to follow a cyclist nearly all the way in. And then when I got here I wish I hadn't bothered. New assistant fellow co. worker "idiot?" had not been woken by his alarm and is not really with it and he's got a serious case of bed hair. the "idiots?" are waiting for a delivery that should have arrived yesterday and has still not arrived as write this at lunch time.And some feature strips for a job today are not the right colour. One of the "idiots?" is prepared to drive to Evesham to change them but they can't be exchanged until the tape recording of the order has been located and we are sent a copy by e-mail to verify the company has not made a mistake that it's the "idiot?" who placed the order who is wrong! Never mind the customer is waiting for us to sort this as quickly as we can 'cause she can't have her floor fitted without the strips. I really don't know what it's all coming to all the have to do is replace the wrong colour with the right colour and job done.

The "idiots?" are letting me down

Bad news the "idiots?" have not been around much for the last couple weeks so there has not been much funny stuff to blog about all work and no play and all that.
SO I have been thinking about funny scenarios that have happened in the past.This is one that happened to me a couple of years ago.
I know this is hard to believe but it was a very warm sunny day and I was serving in the warehouse. I was wearing an expensive pair of black trousers with a rear zip and a top that didn't cover the bum area.
I'm throwing samples around for the customer to select from stretching here and there and giving it my all. After about twenty minutes the customer says to me "you have a problem around the back dear" so I looked at the back door of the warehouse. I couldn't see anything amiss so I carried on with the patter. The customer says once again "You have a problem at the back dear" once again I looked at the back door. "No dear YOU have a problem at the back." Some how the penny dropped and I felt my behind. For god knows how long I had been showing my not so special not at all sexy underwear to all and sundry. We hurredly finished and off she went with samples. I relayed to a fellwo co. worker "idiot?" my problem and went home to change my trousers. On my return the show room had a que of people waiting to be served. Instead of him just getting on with it until I got back my fellow co. worker had informed all of them of my dilemma and they were all waiting for me to serve them. I have no idea how long my zip had been broken I could have been showing all for most of the day and people were just to polite or embarrassed to tell me. It didn't get any better either because the customer who had full view of my undergarments never made an order, and I binned the trousers because I will never risk a back zip again!

You can't kid a kidder

I am often repeating the phrase you can't kid a kidder. I am not stupid and I know when some one is not strictly telling me the truth. I can baffle with bulls*** as good as the next man. One of my fellow co. workers ("Idiots?") has now made me use this phrase again as I am typing this. The phone has just rung and of course it was some one he should have rung back hours ago. I apologised and put her through to his office. Out he bobbed after and said "I was just ringing her honestly" "NO you weren't" said I. "yes I was he argued" "NO you weren't because if you were the phone wouldn't have rung in your office" "well I heard the phone ring and put the receiver down my end just in case it was for me". I know and he knows this is so not true the phone rings for ages and ages and he doesn't answer it even when it's right next to him let alone in another part of the building!