st3v3

This morning i woke to having something sharp shoved in to my NSF tyer,probably a knife or something as it looked like a cut, the other front tyer was looking a bit suspect,I cant belive my two front tyers were in this shape Sunday morning
So i goes to work with my spare on, as i have to open up for the guys and gets there late.
The first thing said to me is "i hope we aint gotta make time up for you being late!!"
At that point i had to bite my tongue hard,very hard else i would have been sacked now,so i politely said "no you wont" and unlocked the factory.

Being that i run my own section at work i decided to go and get my tyers changed,in work time as i feel i have pretty mutch lived there for the past two or three weeks anyway and my boss was in agreeance with me and said ok,fine.

I gets to the tyer depot where they say yes they have 2 tyers of the same make and i can have them,the car gets put on ramps and the 2 tyers are peeled off thier rims after about 5 0r 10 mins the fitter comes back to me and says "we only have one tyer left the other one went on another car about 3 minutes ago" could i wait while they get another delivered to them", i says "i can as long as it not too long."

3 hours later the other tyer is put on its rim and im £260 lighter and i owe work about 4 hours in all
So off i trundle back to work a bit pissed off,and give them a form telling them i had 1/2 a days holiday in stead of making the time up as its a tad warm in there today (hit 121 degrees) so thats that, all cleared i owe them nowt .

Im now on the way home and nearly get T-Boned at a junction of which i had the right off way 10000% by two old folk in a fiesta.Probably coming back from a Sunday drive somewhere.

When i do get home i find that the Royal Mail have lost my cash back voucher for my mobile phone i sent 2 weeks a go with a value of £90 and there absolutely nothing i can do about it,even though it was recorded delivery i cant claim......


Cant wait to see what Tuesday brings

AndyP

I typed out my day and it made me feel worse!

A big fat YES is the answer!

Lloyd

iam sure you feel bad steve,shit day and all that,happens to us all at some point. but if you think of all the people who have today been diagnosed of a terminal illness. your luck is in

st3v3

Your right lloyd,

i have had a good day compared to those unlucky people


I'll get me coat

Thrush

iTrader: (1)

I'll hang with you in the "shit day club" if you like......

Get to work, early (for a change) to find no one could be bothered to do the put away the delivery yesterday (instead they just pissed about as I was off and not keeping an eye on them) So I had to do it. Which meant it put my first job back by an hour. Great, but since I was early it wasn't the end of the world (bear in mind, that Monday is the ONLY working day I look forward to as there is no delivery on Sunday nights so I don't have to put away the 20-30 screens and same ammount of door glass's, trims etc)

So I finish putting it away at a little before 9, to find that there has been a fuck up yesterday, and the car I fitted a windscreen into on Saturday, that we PROMISED there would be someone in the buiolding between 9-10am yesterday so they could collect it, was still there. Seems the lad who was supposed to be in, simply fucked off somewhere else, and a) wasn't around to let the customer in to collect thier car, and b) didn't put it outside so they could collect it with their spare key in case he wasn't there - like he was asked to do and reminded about 7 times on Sat

So I have to deal with an irate woman who is supposed to be at Farborough Air Show with her work, who instead is sat home waiting to find out if she can have her car back.....

Boss bends MY ear about it, as if it's my fault considering I'm off , and I end up driving the car to the customers house, then getting a bus back With my own money too as "ooh, there might not be any change in the safe"

So now I am WELL behind by the time I get back at nearer 11.... Cept I get back to find a fucking shitty old Taxi in need a new screen, and convieniently every fucker has scarpered leaving me to do it. Arse.

12 o'clock comes and I suddenly get told I am going to have to go out mobile fitting as someone else hasn't bothered to come in

Great. Only THEN do I realise that one of the little fucking cunts who works for me has decided to take it upon himself to help himself to my A-Z cos he can't be arsed to buy his own. No phone call to me, no mention of it to anyone else - just stole it out my van.

So I have to go mobile, with no A-Z and no clue where I am going. How professional did I look ringing up customers asking them to tell me how to get to their location?

Plus, it was about 35deg in town, no fucking shade ANYWHERE, and I cut myself. Badly.

Might go next door now and beat the shit out of their bird table or something......

Mr S1

iTrader: (2)

always someone worse off Steve, but at least you have the grace to acknowledge that rather than battling on

ballin

iTrader: (1)

lol love reading these posts, sat here thinking poor poor thrush

then the last line creased me up and i spat on my mouse