Bubble for a spirit level

It’s like ‘har har har you don’t know something’ – ok, well is that any reason to humiliate that person?

In case you are wondering I’ve never had this prank played on me.

Had a boss send the new guy for a long weight. New guy comes in the next morning to the boss kicking off where have you been? New guy dead pan as anything was your wait not long enough I’ll go home again if you like?

That’s superb 🙂

Many years ago at Mabie, came across a guy with a flat tyre. He’d had multiple punctures that day and was out of tubes. “Get some finesse, it will stop this from happening”, I said.

“Oh right”, he replied, “Can I get that from Chain Reaction?”

Gave up – went back to garage and the boss was having a good old laugh with everyone at his expense……..”so I shot him”.

As a Screw, I can relate to this!

Metric adjustable anyone?

I got sent for something stupid when I first started work, so I buggered off to the canteen got a bacon butty, drank tea and read everyone’s papers for two hours, I didn’t feel like a victim tbh..
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Edit, Khanibrain remembers, it was two trays of penisfat (Walls meat Co,)

Soufflé pump, Woking in a kitchen in France. Chef couldn’t have made a soufflé if his life depended on it…

When I was a student, I had a summer job back home with a mate of my Dad’s uPVC window firm.

First summer I worked with a fitter who turned out to be a real nice bloke. I got the idea quick, we ended up working real well as a team, got on really well. Summer flew by in a happy haze of hard work.

Second summer my fitter mate had moved on, so I got lumped with the Glazier who was really up himself. It was all ‘students are spongers’, ‘don’t pay no tax, shouldn’t be allowed’, ‘I’m not teaching you nowt, you’ll be gone in 3 months’. When it transpired I was wise to all the usual ruses regarding long weights etc. he just turned nasty. Nasty nasty piece of work. Sexist, homophobic, racist odious little man. Chuck your lunch in a bin when you’re not looking, salt in your tea, nasty.

So on my last day I told him how I’d got back at him: every job we’d done for the past few weeks, I’d sabotaged the job. We fitted a lot of double-glazed units with Pilkington K glass in them, the K glass has to face the inside of the room to work, so I had deliberately put some of the units in the wrong way round if I was working on my own, or had swapped the K glass stickers onto the wrong face of some units if he was fitting them.

It worked because K had got really good, such that you could not really tell which pane was K and which normal unless you were really really closely scruitinising the job.

So I told him what I’d done, and that I expected him to go round putting all the work right again in his own time. I said if he did it in my Dad’s mate’s firm’s time I’d drop him in it with the boss, and if he ignored me I’d phone FENSA to report it.

Apparently he took a week off work ‘ill’ and chased around the place redoing a load of work.

I wouldn’t want to run into him again mind!

plumber – Member
When I worked at a wood yard when I was younger I was regularly sent to store for glass hammer etc

I used to view it as getting paid for sitting in a chair for hours on end as the store guy used to walk past every 30 mins or so and say its nearly ready

I let them know when I was leaving that I appreciated all the free money I had received from them instead of stacking the wood I was employed to do
I’m guessing the guys who were sending you didn’t GAF at all, they were just paid to do something and so long as the same amount got done as yesterday nobody really complained.

The biggest difference between working on the family farm and somewhere that employed people was what a days work looked like. If there is no hourly rate or overtime and you can see a link between productivity and income the dicking around is saved for when you have time.

All you people using the word “Gullible”. You do realise it was taken out of the Oxford English Dictionary in 1992 and in no longer officially part of the English language.

*slow clap* 🙄

Apparently he took a week off work ‘ill’ and chased around the place redoing a load of work.

Would’ve been even sweeter if you hadn’t actually sabotaged anything. (-:

A mate of mine recently phoned me asking if I knew if there was any work going. I gave him the number of the local gay strip club. He phoned back later and was a little pissed off.

Also along a similar line, one of the guys got booked late for a job in Heilbronn. Boss told him to he’d have to phone up and book a room himself and gave him the number of the local knocking shop.