R
rocker
I'm going to off on one about this job now, as it's been getting right on my nerves. Feel free to stop reading now, there's nothing helpful or interesting ahead....
I've been on a job with another bunch of 'all rounders'. They can all do several things adequately, but not much well. The few things they do do well, they take for-bloody-ever to do. Anyway.....
I spent forever chopping black rubbish out of the walls for my chases, all the time telling the 'project manager' that really it should all come off, but he said 'no way'. So I plastered up the bits that were being tiled, and got my guy in to do the bits that had to look good. The PM asked if he could skim the whole walls. He said it all needed to come off. PM said no way. He had a go at skimming some walls (PM wouldnt have all walls done, only the ones with chases on WTF). Looked a right bloody mess through no fault of the plasterer. Turns out I had to pay the extra for the skimming (which I, nor the plasterer, wanted to do - I was paying for the chases but hey, there we go).
This builder, all rounder, whatever, comes in. Strips all the walls (I ask PM if I get reimbursed for the unnecessary costs - no I dont). Ripped a load of my oval off the walls so it was hanging everywhere, called me in and 'gave me the opportunity to tidy it up'!!!!! Also was having a go at me about using existing joist holes, rather than re-drilling in safe zones which, by the way, he got incorrect (yes, one of them). When I got the hump there was a definite 'well, if you don't want to do your job properly' inflection to what he was saying. So I spend an evening re-fixing all this conduit. Fine.
I will explain now that the client is actually a neighbour and good friend of mine, I would have buggered off a long time ago otherwise.
So after putting in various other spurs and other annoyances, some of THEIR work is finally finished. Lo and behold, PVA and crap over all of my accessories, everything re-fixed at not just wonky, but outrageously bad angles. The guy is then asking me for some knock out boxes, spurs etc because he wants to 'make some changes'. Ask him what tester he has, and at no reply, leave it at that. It then transpires this guy has now convinced my mate that he needs a whole new central heating system (he didnt) and guess what, his mate can do it for him for a knock-down (AKA massively overinflated) price.
Now then, in the interim, these chaps have finished the plastering, and to be fair, they do a quite good job. Let's just say, you wouldn't complain, but you wouldn't have their number on speed dial. Adequate. Fine. But they took an absolute age doing it.
So this fella turns up and does a whole central heating system in a weekend, very good, and I go in and the place is TOP TO BOTTOM in bloody trunking. Not a plumb line in sight, by the way.
Sod it, not my headache anymore, I'm afraid. I've spoken to my mate, and while he understands what I'm on about, and I think he can see this guy is an idiot, he's older-mates with him than he is me, and he can't or won't say anything. So I put a spur in for this boiler, ask my mate who's paying me, turns out it ain't coming out of the builder or the boiler man's budget so my mate would have to pay me himself, tell him not to worry about it (it's only 2 doors down) and leave it at that.
So today I'm called down to the house and dragged over the coals for 'leaving the boiler off' (I didn't) when I put the spur in, and consequently having the condensate pipe freeze. After asking why there was no lagging applied to the pipe, and enquiring how condensate would get into the pipe in order to freeze if the boiler was left off, it turned out it wasn't my fault at all, and that they would put some thing in to turn on the boiler if it got too cold. Whatever.
So I go in the kitchen and am horrified to see that one of the stainless S/Os that was next to where the fridge was meant to be (as customer specifically requested this) has now been pulled out, diagonally chased up the wall and round a corner, to above where the fridge will be. Another socket is missing and a bare wire has been chockoblocked onto it's talks, and is languishing on the floor near to a lovely puddle left by the boilerman's brilliant work. On asking this moron (let's stop calling him a builder, shall we), his explaination for the bare, live wire was that the kitchen they had ordered was an ikea one which didnt have a void behind the cupboards, so a patress would have to fixed inside. Hmmm OK that makes all the imminent danger go away then! On the dodgy new socket (which is in line with nothing on this earth, by the way), the socket shouldn't be by the side of the fridge because the fridge wouldn't fit (it would, easily). I then aksed him if he's asked the client about this, and, indeed, what he was going to do about the cupboard that was supposed to be fitted where he has placed the socket. A cupboard that he is supposed to fitting. From a plan that he supposedly drew up.
'Um um um but you couldn't turn it off if you needed to' he says, referring to the socket. At this comment, i turned his attention to the control switch above the worktop. Labelled 'refrigerator'. 'Ah,' he says 'you wired that wrong as well, I had to re-do it.
Yes, folks, if you opened the fridge switch, the whole ring was magically turned into two unprotected radials.
I seriously feel like i'm in a Laurel and hardy sketch.
I've been on a job with another bunch of 'all rounders'. They can all do several things adequately, but not much well. The few things they do do well, they take for-bloody-ever to do. Anyway.....
I spent forever chopping black rubbish out of the walls for my chases, all the time telling the 'project manager' that really it should all come off, but he said 'no way'. So I plastered up the bits that were being tiled, and got my guy in to do the bits that had to look good. The PM asked if he could skim the whole walls. He said it all needed to come off. PM said no way. He had a go at skimming some walls (PM wouldnt have all walls done, only the ones with chases on WTF). Looked a right bloody mess through no fault of the plasterer. Turns out I had to pay the extra for the skimming (which I, nor the plasterer, wanted to do - I was paying for the chases but hey, there we go).
This builder, all rounder, whatever, comes in. Strips all the walls (I ask PM if I get reimbursed for the unnecessary costs - no I dont). Ripped a load of my oval off the walls so it was hanging everywhere, called me in and 'gave me the opportunity to tidy it up'!!!!! Also was having a go at me about using existing joist holes, rather than re-drilling in safe zones which, by the way, he got incorrect (yes, one of them). When I got the hump there was a definite 'well, if you don't want to do your job properly' inflection to what he was saying. So I spend an evening re-fixing all this conduit. Fine.
I will explain now that the client is actually a neighbour and good friend of mine, I would have buggered off a long time ago otherwise.
So after putting in various other spurs and other annoyances, some of THEIR work is finally finished. Lo and behold, PVA and crap over all of my accessories, everything re-fixed at not just wonky, but outrageously bad angles. The guy is then asking me for some knock out boxes, spurs etc because he wants to 'make some changes'. Ask him what tester he has, and at no reply, leave it at that. It then transpires this guy has now convinced my mate that he needs a whole new central heating system (he didnt) and guess what, his mate can do it for him for a knock-down (AKA massively overinflated) price.
Now then, in the interim, these chaps have finished the plastering, and to be fair, they do a quite good job. Let's just say, you wouldn't complain, but you wouldn't have their number on speed dial. Adequate. Fine. But they took an absolute age doing it.
So this fella turns up and does a whole central heating system in a weekend, very good, and I go in and the place is TOP TO BOTTOM in bloody trunking. Not a plumb line in sight, by the way.
Sod it, not my headache anymore, I'm afraid. I've spoken to my mate, and while he understands what I'm on about, and I think he can see this guy is an idiot, he's older-mates with him than he is me, and he can't or won't say anything. So I put a spur in for this boiler, ask my mate who's paying me, turns out it ain't coming out of the builder or the boiler man's budget so my mate would have to pay me himself, tell him not to worry about it (it's only 2 doors down) and leave it at that.
So today I'm called down to the house and dragged over the coals for 'leaving the boiler off' (I didn't) when I put the spur in, and consequently having the condensate pipe freeze. After asking why there was no lagging applied to the pipe, and enquiring how condensate would get into the pipe in order to freeze if the boiler was left off, it turned out it wasn't my fault at all, and that they would put some thing in to turn on the boiler if it got too cold. Whatever.
So I go in the kitchen and am horrified to see that one of the stainless S/Os that was next to where the fridge was meant to be (as customer specifically requested this) has now been pulled out, diagonally chased up the wall and round a corner, to above where the fridge will be. Another socket is missing and a bare wire has been chockoblocked onto it's talks, and is languishing on the floor near to a lovely puddle left by the boilerman's brilliant work. On asking this moron (let's stop calling him a builder, shall we), his explaination for the bare, live wire was that the kitchen they had ordered was an ikea one which didnt have a void behind the cupboards, so a patress would have to fixed inside. Hmmm OK that makes all the imminent danger go away then! On the dodgy new socket (which is in line with nothing on this earth, by the way), the socket shouldn't be by the side of the fridge because the fridge wouldn't fit (it would, easily). I then aksed him if he's asked the client about this, and, indeed, what he was going to do about the cupboard that was supposed to be fitted where he has placed the socket. A cupboard that he is supposed to fitting. From a plan that he supposedly drew up.
'Um um um but you couldn't turn it off if you needed to' he says, referring to the socket. At this comment, i turned his attention to the control switch above the worktop. Labelled 'refrigerator'. 'Ah,' he says 'you wired that wrong as well, I had to re-do it.
Yes, folks, if you opened the fridge switch, the whole ring was magically turned into two unprotected radials.
I seriously feel like i'm in a Laurel and hardy sketch.