Mad start to the day

Oh my god what a mad start to the day today. In I came with all good intentions opened the door and set up the float etc. Put the kettle on and then got out the vacuum cleaner. I do like a nice clean start to the day. All the "idiots?" were busy next door playing with the thermo former and some whiterock so all was well or so I thought. I had vacuumed about half of the show room before I noticed the bloody great puddle on the floor. Up I looked and yes of course it was coming through the ceiling from the flats above. Not a surprise because bob the builder would have made a better job of the conversion.I am now working with no lights because the water tracked through the electricity ducts and I'm afraid to turn them on. If we have to redecorate I'm calling in the professionals I can't go through the wallpapering saga ever again. I'm hoping that we can resume normal service tomorrow because "idiotis" the god of dust is due back from his holiday. I'm not sure if his delicate constitution would be able to cope with the upheavel.

Just too much trouble!

Today one of my fellow co. workers "idiot?" came mincing through the showroom. "Ha" he said "I thought you were in trouble" "WHAT?" says I and looked up.There he was carrying a loo roll to the loo by his office (The loo only he uses for reasons that shall remain unprinted) "I thought I had taken the last loo roll" he says. But no I am wiser than that I had purchased a pack of 9 last night on the way home along with some milk and tea bags the essentials all workers require. But of course I am the only one who can purchase such items I would never rely on the "IDIOTS?" to replenish the stocks. I thought no more of our conversation until just now when I went to spend a penny. There was the bag he had removed the loo roll from left on the side. I can't believe he took the last roll and just put the bag back for someone else to dispose of.When I asked him why he just shrugged his shoulders and denied it.

I previously blogged that a fellow co. worker "idiot?" who likes to attend funerals had informed me that he would need to attend a gathering last week. I am pleased but not surprised to inform you that because I told him he could only attend the service and not partake of tea and sandwiches afterwards he decided not to attend. I shall await the local free paper tomorrow and consider his requests for compassionate leave once he has read the hatch match and dispatch columns.

Stupid or what?

In came the chap today that does all our sign writing. One of my fellow co. workers "idiot?" who is making heavy weather of fitting a flue on his house for a log burner saw an opportunity to perhaps borrow a piece of equipment that could make this job a little easier. "Hey" he asked "is your cherry picker manual?" at this I burst out laughing and said "surely a manual cherry picker is a ladder?" Of course the cherry picker is fully automated as you would expect. But I have decided the best solution to my fellow co. workers problem is to use a manual cherry picker i.e a ladder and I have volunteered to help him out by holding the bottom.

busted

Oh no I think I've been busted by one of my fellow co. workers "idiots?" Today he has dropped into the conversation more than once references I have made in my blog that could and do refer to him. I'm not sure this fellow co. worker is as humorous as I had anticipated. He really doesn't seem to understand when I take the p*** out of people I mean it in jest.I have told him about my blog and that I have blogged items that refer to him but he said he wasn't interested. Now I fear he's read the blog and doesn't like what he reads. OH NO I've just realised he's probably reading this. What shall I do edit my blog and NOT refer to this fellow co. worker "idiot?" in the future? No after careful consideration I think I will just carry on as normal and if the "idiot" cap fits then he will just have to wear it. I just can't suppress my urge for blog therapy.

Alone again

Just as you get used to having help around the place here I am on my own again. One of my fellow co. workers unfortunately is off sick and the other doesn't work a Monday afternoon. I in my wisdom thought today would be quiet and it turned out to be really busy. My fellow co. worker who doesn't work a Monday afternoon is off on holiday next week. What with the volcanic ash and the state of the economy in Greece he's bagged himself a bargain (or not as the case maybe.) I think I better practice this week by making all the tea and serving all the customers just in case the volcanic ash means he's stuck in an air port for weeks on end. Or the fact that he'll have a few euros to spend in Greece will make him a new Greek God "IDIOTIS" the god of ash. You never know he may not return to work with me ever again.
Today my other fellow co. worker whom I have previously informed followers of my blog before is a serial funeral attender informed me that some random woman he knew years ago has died and he will obviously need to attend her funeral next week. I have informed him he may attend the service but he's not even to consider attending the affair afterwards for his customary sandwich because pain in the ass that he is he's better than nothing to help me mind the shop. I will keep you informed on how things go with this matter. He may throw one of his hissy fits jump up and down and disappear for hours on end as is his want!

re-arrange your face!!

Today we have had challenging (to say the least) customers. My fellow co. worker "idiot?" and I have done our best to deal with there queries as they have occurred.The only problem being my fellow co. worker "idiot?" has a very expressive face. Earlier a lady came in and asked a difficult question. My fellow co. worker "idiot?" reeved up his nose rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders he then proceeded to unravel himself to pander to her whim. Unfortunately she witnessed these actions flapped her arms and started to huff and make her way towards the door. I calmly looked up from my paperwork and started to answer her question. After she had left to think things through my fellow co. worker told me he thought she had insulted his intelligence. I proceeded to to inform him I think it was maybe his body language that she objected to.After a brief interlude my fellow co. worker "idiot?" said aloud to no one in particular "may be there's something wrong with me." I couldn't think of a polite answer so just let it go over my head. I am going to see if there is a course available to teach him to say the correct things whilst controlling his body language whilst breathing in and out.I don't know if he will be able to manage all of these things but I think we should give it a try.