The grumpy thread

[mrbenn]

Court hearing today.

 

I'm somewhere on a spectrum between nervous poops and past caring.

 

Best of luck (not that I think you'll need it), and good on you for persuing the matter. These bounders can't be allowed to get away with this sort of behaviour.

[Cavcraft]

Court hearing today.

 

I'm somewhere on a spectrum between nervous poops and past caring.

Good luck, let us know how you get on, please. They say that truth and honesty will always prevail, let’s hope that’s the case here.

[purplebargeken]

We will send you a cake with a file in it. Also an AS sticker for your cell window.

[Parky]

#freelouise

 

Enjoy it, be truthful, enjoy the experience. Literally the worst thing that can happen is the judge agrees that ruining your bathroom is normal and provided he or she is in control of their faculties and not related to the builder, I think you will be fine.

 

If not, I gather “D” wing get Jam roly poly on Wednesdays. Every cloud, etc

[Jim Bell]

Fucking DVLA.

 

Licence needs a mandatory renewal. I cant do it online because I havnt got a valid passport. They cant reprint my photo even though they have the last time I changed address. No, I have to provide a new photograph even though the one on my passport could be ten years old. Option B: go to the Post Office. Check website, two nearest me provide this service. So I go to both and they both say they dont do it here. Grand. I guess I just keep driving to increasingly distant Post Offices until I find one that does actually provide this service. Helpfully, the post office dont seem to publish phone numbers for branches round here.

 

Load of shit DVLA, load of shit.

[Louise2cv]

Thanks guys. 

 

I must confess I totally chickened out, so coached Matt and sent him in. With my anxiety I would have cried. Or vommed. Or both.

 

We had to pay the court costs, which is annoying. The Judge decided their proposal to have a site meet with the surveyor was a reasonable reply to our letter before claim and may have meant court was avoided. She didn't think that it mattered that this offer came after them denying there was anything wrong with the work for 18months, blanking our emails, declining to go halves on a surveyor (which she seems to have lied about in court actullay!), accusing us of lying, sabotage, harassment and threatened to report Matt to professional standards for extortion by deception and generally being assholes. I disagree, I don't think we should have had to entertain their idea after all that.

 

But, for the rest see the grin thread

[dave21478]

Its been a shithouse week so far TBQFH. 

 

Sitting in waiting for a parcel a couple of days ago (see further on for related grump) I got a phone call from some guy I was supposed to be meeting but had completely forgotten about. FUCK. I jumped into the MGF and razzed up to work to meet the guy. Its been scorchio for a month and this was the first day of rain in all that time so the roads were greasy as fuck, resulting in a 180 spin on a corner which fairly puckered the bumholio. No damage done though, but in my haste I had neglected to bring a jacket or anything so as we wandered around measuring stuff I got piss-wet through. Job done and I set off home to wait for the courier, but as I was leaving I spied a guy from France Telecom or Orange or whatever the fuck they call themselves these days who was half heartedly prodding at a junction box by the roadside. I stopped and backed up to talk to him. My excuse is the MGF is as watertight as the fucking Titanic so was all steamed up and I couldnt see anything behind, but the reality is I am a fucking MORON and just reversed it straight into a ditch, much to the amusement of the telecoms doofus.

After a few minutes of the usual "not on my job-sheet m8, you need to phone head office and report the fault". I did ten days ago. "dunno about that mate,not on my job sheet" etc etc ad infinitum I left him to it.

Here is a wet, fat man tying a strap to his beached faux sports car so it can be pulled out by the farm telehandler.

Knocked out a load of "metal" from the end of the sill and left a gaping hole where it hit the ground. meh.

 

Got home just in time to receive a text message saying that the parcel cant be delivered today and would I like to choose another day for delivery. FUCK SAKES. Chose it for yesterday and again waiting in, missing work all day yesterday when I have loads to be doing and guess what? aye another fucking "we cant deliver it today, sorry" message. CUUUUUNT. So fuck knows where that is now. Fucked if I am taking a third day off for it.

 

 

And STILL no phone or internet at work. I fought the robot lady and got to speak to a person at their call centre who gave less than zero fucks and said it was "in hand" and I could apply for a rebate of this months bill for the inconve...aye, poke your refund, m7, maybe bend on some effort into FIXING THE FUCKING LINE?

 

 

And I am seriously fucking sick of looking for a new car. There is nothing that I can afford to buy that I can be bothered owning. Sick of it. Sick of the phrase "vendu en l'etat" What the fuck does that even mean? every seller seems to think its some kind of magic cover-all phrase that means everything from "its mint" to "its fucked" passing by a bit of "sold as seen" on the way. Sick of people not answering phones or emails. sick of scams. "Thank you for your interest in my vehicle. I am a legitimate businessman currently overseas and my shipping agent will...." aye, just forget it, eh? Sick of people advertising a car with a single line of descriptive text and they can get double fucked if half that line is "vendu en l'etat". Sick of a massive list of how brilliant the car is, what its had as new parts recently, how clean the interior is etc etc etc and the last line is either about how the gearbox is in three cardboard boxes in the boot or the paperwork is so administratively fucked that it cant go back on the road. Aye, forget that too, ya plum.

 

 

[Tamworthbay]

Why can’t people do what they are paid for? Got someone at work who is flatly refusing to do their job, I really don’t want to have to go the head honcho and moan but having asked them repeatedly and getting nowhere it leaves me little choice. They are on a final warning and had the cheek to make out it was my fault to other staff (inferred I had asked them to do it in their time), but they have pissed enough people off that it didn’t wash. Really pissed me off the last couple of days.

[purplebargeken]

^^ Not that great a day then.

[DodgeRover]

The last nos rear light for my transit has gone missing in the sorting office after successfully making it's way to my door from Poland, nobody in to sign and now they can't find it.

[cort1977]

What is it with waiting in for parcels in Europe?  My missus literally gets a parcel every day, they just leave them on the porch.  Why all this signing for business and frustration? 

 

Occasionally there have been cases of parcels stolen in the area but never happened to us, I doubt people over there are any more dishonest so don't understand why signing for parcels is a thing? 

[Des]

Oh we're waaaay more dishonest, it's not so much a case of the parcel getting stolen but the recipient claiming it didn't arrive.

[3VOM]

 

"vendu en l'etat"

I've always translated that as "sold in a state"

My little grump for today. My oven doesn't work. So for I think the third time I take it out of the housing, disconnect, take cover panel off, look at it, waggle the odd connections of which there aren't many and put it back together. It now works again for the third time. I'd love to know what miracles occur when I take it slightly apart and then put it back together.

[Wack]

I'm being grumpy on behalf of somebody else

 

Guy buys a new build house for 300k and this is what he gets

 

https://m.facebook.com/groups/1737036286584198?view=permalink&id=2067159966905160

[Kiltox]

That’s awful. The fucktards commenting who don’t understand how house buying works also need to get in the sea.

[bub2006]

Thing is it's sold as a plot and if I'm right I think you lose out if you back out as you already signed contract before it was built

[cobblers]

Fucking hell, you could climb up the side of that bastard! Presumably it's just "decorative" brick since there's an expansion joint up the middle of a gable end so at least it'll all fall off the first time we get some high winds.

[myglaren]

Thing is it's sold as a plot and if I'm right I think you lose out if you back out as you already signed contract before it was built

Surely you can reject it on the grounds of poor quality?

 

Looks like I built it.

[Kiltox]

While I too would be pissed off, they did look at the fucking house right before taking the keys?

Buying a new build:

 

View show home

Reserve plot

Exchange contracts (legally 100% commit to buy) within 28 days

Wait for house to be built and signed off

Completion (they get the cash from the bank)

Get keys

[Kiltox]

Even the mortgage valuation survey wouldn’t have been an inspection of the property, it’s just a paperwork exercise (and still costs £200)

[AlabamaShrimp]

£300,000 and even before the crap brickwork its as ugly and faceless as you can get.

[Wack]

When I moved to Warrington in 1990 we bought a house that was just a concrete slab , the show house for that model was in Northampton so on the way home we went round it , liked it and put down a £250 holding deposit.

As the weeks went by we got letters advising of changes , block paved drive was now tarmac , tiled gable was now rendered, picture window removed , planters removed, burglar alarm, removed

 

So I went into the office to ask what was going on , they pointed to a clause in the contract , specification subject to change

 

I pointed to another one , buyer subject to change , it cost me the £250 deposit when I told them I didn't want it

 

After it was built I went to have a look and it looked nothing like the show house but we dodged a bullet, next door was an old people's home but we were assured there'd be a 6ft fence so it wouldn't be a problem

 

There was a 6ft fence but it was on their land which was 2ft lower than our garden so 4ft on our side, I was looking straight at 5 old ladies through a picture window, they waved when they saw me, that would been great

 

Plus it was st the end of a cul de sac then, now they've taken the woods out and put another 20 houses in

[SiC]

Surely you can reject it on the grounds of poor quality?

 

Looks like I built it.

No you can't. The different consumer right acts that you would expect to cover it specifically exclude houses and property. Despite it being the most expensive purchase almost everyone makes!

[DodgeRover]

Reading some of the comments, I don't know about the brickies wages but the carpenters are on better than London money with no snagging to do, just throw the wooden frame up and onto the next one ASAP.

[Noel Tidybeard]

Went to breakers yard to get Civic calipers. Me and the bloke I was on the phone to wandered over to the car that was meant to be donating it's bits.

 

Today both me and him learned that apparently not all mk7 Civics are born equal and, indeed, some have rear drums...

 

yes and 4 stud wheels

[davehedgehog31]

I went to get my hair cut on my lunch hour the other day, ended up in some wretched hipster barber shop.

 

These people seemed like the type of weapons who drive about in a pineappled VW and the sticker bombed hairdryer confirmed my suspicions.

 

The chap sat me in the chair and spoke some nonsense at me about Music, finally he asked me what I wanted doing, "short back and sides pal". Some further timewasting ensued and he fucked about changing an LP over.

 

"Do you want a cold craft beer dude?" No, no I don't, it's half 12 on a Monday afternoon and I'd like my hair cut you ridiculous cliched gimp. Of course I just politely declined.

 

About 20 minutes had passed between me entering the shop and a pair of clippers being produced. Brief periods of hair cutting were interspersed amongst a never-ending barrage of absolutely garbage patter. It seemed like an eternity and was one of the most frustrating experiences of my life.

 

I was late back to work and was relieved of 15 fucking quid for the privelage. Turkish barbers from now on.

[New POD]

I had a lovely time going to Cardiff on Monday and Tuesday for my daughter's graduation.

Came back today. Wednesday.

Family insisted pin going shopping this morning after breakfast. Instead of getting straight in the car.

so that meant we didn't leave until the afternoon.

Which meant the M6 was a fucking night mare. it took 6.5 hours to get home including as stop at the services for a break. 210 miles averaging about 35 mph.

[Pillock]

Right, what actually goes on at a Turkish barber?

Is it just a traditional barbers or do you have to ask for specific things to get what you want?

 

My regular place was inexplicably closed last week (two girls work there, always drama. It's like having your hair cut on the set of Hollyoaks. One time she'd invited her boyfriend round to her flat knowing he'd boshed her mate, soon as he was in the door she started hurling eggs at him and booted him in the nuts. I also love the fact they talk about this shit instead of asking about holidays/work/weather etc)

 

Also we've got to the point after about two years of 6-weekly cuts she can just about remember how I like it, and where the mole is on the back of my head so she can avoid it with the clippers.

 

Anyway, went around the corner to the one that the youth of today frequent. Bloke with sideways hair finally calls me forward after much confusion that loads of people are waiting for a specific barber. I sit. I then notice he has NO FUCKING IDEA what he's doing and he's asking his mate cutting on the next chair everything.... How do I do this, do I use scissors or clippers for that. I glance in the mirror and realise everyone is smirking at me, that's why the fuckers were waiting for someone else. Anyone else.

 

He then spends 40 minutes randomly cutting bits of hair. I've got long bits where I normally have short bits, the length on top is utterly random and he started shaving my back??!

 

Of course when he asked "how's that?" I told him it was perfect and thrust eight quid at him.

[iainrcz]

I hate having a haircut.

A I'm going bald, and currently try to hope it goes away with an artfully combed sideparting. So every time I go I sit there thinking fuck it, all off. Then chicken out and just have the back and sides trimmed. Because I imagine I'll look more of a cunt bald than with a bit of hair.

 

Whilst being asked about what I do for work and where we're going on holiday.

 

B I can't sit still for more than 1.378 seconds.

 

C it costs me money.

 

 

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[Pillock]

Once went to a barbers I'd never been to before, and had no intention of going back to.

 

As far as they're concerned I do security work for the Welsh royal family and this year I'm having a Jetskiing tour of Luxembourg for my holiday.

 

It's quite easy to keep a straight face when someone's got scissors near your ears.

 

Fuck your stupid chit-chat. I might have "do not attempt to converse with me" tattooed into the back of my head.