As if the imminent collapse of FIFA wasn’t enough, I have just managed to resolve an incredibly thorny and long-standing work issue which no one gave me any hope of succeeding with.
It has involved dozens of delicate phone calls, a lot of salesmanship and a good deal of careful diplomacy, but finally – finally – I have reached the promised land. This matter shall darken my desk NO MORE.
Below is some footage of me in the office this afternoon, celebrating the win.
Apologies for the bragpost, but I needed to share this joyful event with someone, and I’m playing it cool in front of my colleagues.
Anyone else got any mundane triumphs to share?
This afternoon, at 14:03, I finally received telephone confirmation that the twenty BN6.2 Bull-Nose bricks in a fetching shade called Cheddar Gold which I ordered at the start of March will be available to be picked up from Friday of this week.
*fist-pump*
Yes!
A usually cautious European customer has confirmed a recent software fix remarkably quickly I built and sent the fix – I was quite pleased with my solution too!
I was also able to “leverage” that work to get further minor fixes for the same software put together and sent out to customers who had probably more or less given up hope. Good for them and a few items knocked of my backlog.
The decorators just finished papering the living room. BOO YA.
“The decorators”? “THE DECORATORS”? You have EMPLOYEES?
What’s wrong with DIY? It’s what half-term is meant for.
Damn right – hur hur hur.
Oh, you mean painting and all that. well if you must.
Boxing up the contents of the kitchen & deep cleaning every surface, shelf & cupboard: done.
Get in there!
I do like it when one of us chooses to share their tragedies and triumphs here. What is said on the AW, stays on the AW. It’s a great argument for our anonymity.
Well done Bingo!
Fuck DIY right in the ear. I’m done with it. I’ve spent the last 15 years doing that shit and I’m done, you hear me? DONE.
Amen to that – the days of Do It Yourself, Fuck It Up Yourself and then get someone else to sort out the shitstorm (or DIYFIYGSETSOTS for short) or gone.
I now concentrate on the Get Someone Else To Do It equation – I can no longer be arsed. I could do it if I tried, but my general impatience and sausage fingers ensure that the local tradesman will remain gainfully employed.
Yup. I can afford to Pay A Man these days, so I bleedin’ will. Time poor is what I am, and I don’t propose to spend any of the little spare I have putting up wallpaper badly.
Rigid, Bob, your views on DIY are spot on. Having been damned with less than faint praise, or thinly veiled criticism over the kitchen wallpapering, I’m now firmly in the Get Someone In camp.
I won’t even attempt wallpapering. I’m good at woodwork, but everything else can naff orf. Actually, so can woodwork – I’ve just hired a carpenter to make us some alcove units. Ha.
I can undertake most DIY tasks, but with the caveat “not very well”.
There are people who are better at this sort of stuff than me, and I’m not too proud to admit it.
As a result, it would be rude not to invite someone to further hone their skills whilst I watch what their doing, make some tea, and then pay them afterwards.
(Plus, if it goes wrong then you’ve always got someone else to blame)
Quite right. And this is a hell of a threadjack – go us!
There’s a TV ad over here in NZ where the “get someone in” type is depicted as a bit of a weed – “you don’t wanna be that type” says the narrator.
Yes I do. That’s exactly what I want to be. Like him.
I flap my big, soft hands in the air and wail, “Buut I’m an arts graduate!”
I’m firmly in the Get Someone In camp too, have been for years. Before we moved into our house recently we hired someone to paint the entire place inside in one go – took 2 1/2 days, would have taken us months.
However, weirdly, I’m suddenly enjoying small DIY tasks that have to be done carefully and with a lot of concentration, eg our front door, which has a very mid-century moderne boomerang shape in the middle which has to be picked out in a different colour. Window frames next.
Oh, and congratulations Bingo!
I like to “help the economy” by subcontracting DIY to a professional.
That’s what I tell my wife, not the fact that I’m useless at it and hate it. I sense she knows that already.
Do you pay cash?
I’m with the get someone in club, just had a new back door and front gate done – both look very sound and worth spending a few bob on. I used to have dreams, now I get excited by new draught proof door and spring loaded gate (round my way you can’t trust people to close gates, the same kind of people who leave the bog door open after a no 2). I draw the line at gardening though, that’s for me even if I’m no Monty Don.
I am currently one school report away from completing the entire class. So I feel pretty good about that.
(That’s what half terms are for!)
School reports eh? And this, we remind ourselves, why people become teachers.
POWER!
Coming to the end of what I think is a record month for business. I’m exhausted but June is looking more reasonable (as long as I do enough to keep the figures up).
The builders have nearly finished the front and rear gardens. That’s the whole house done in 3 years. I’m also not interested in DIY. I’m better employed earning enough to pay someone to do the job(s) properly.
I’m working on a retirement do tomorrow for a Very Senior Person at a blue chip company who has a name band playing as they are his favourite band of all time, quite Afterword too. Details next week although I’m not familiar with their repertoire myself.
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Sorry, no. It’s not The “Vish either.
Yer average gig by the Vish would probably see virtually all of those present well into their retirement.
With the aid of some slapstick-comedy-grade quick-set concrete, I put up a post in our back garden for the washing line. It was perfectly perpendicular when I first put it in, but has slightly detumesced overnight.
I remarked that this is nature’s way, but this cuts no ice with Mrs M. Unfortunately, it is also too close to the fence to double as a maypole. Still, that’s one job I don’t have to do and brings me one step closer to never being asked to do any DIY ever again. Yay!
(This is all true, but I quickly realised that there is no way of telling it that doesn’t sound rude, so I didn’t bother trying)
I’ll celebrate once the builders move out of my Mother-in-Law’s new house and she moves out of my house (hopefully imminent).
She talked to me this morning in the first hour after I got up – can you even imagine anything as thoughtless or inconsiderate? She’s lucky not to have had a punch in the face….
@moose-the-mooche
Yes. But it hasn’t gone to me head…
Yours truly
HE WHO HOLDS THE FATE OF MANY IN HIS HANDS, AKA THE MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE. Xx 🙂
I give that an F.
Wait until your father gets home!
Just got back from the hospital. I broke my arm back in September, and it’s not been knitting properly, and the talk has all been of removing the current pin, resetting the break, with bone grafts and a new pin/plate. Not really what I want to do, unless I really REALLY have to. But good news! The fracture has decided to get itself together, and instead of a fresh op, see description above, I could be treated with ultrasonics to stimulate and speed up the healing process. This is excellent news, huzzah! (I’m still not doing any more sodding DIY)
Happy to catch up with this thread and realise that all you lazy, ham-fisted baboons pretty much guarantee that I’ll always have gainful employment options should I tire of my current work.