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Today has been a bit dull, so I decided to liven it up by phoning The Kitchen Idiot to see why I still have no shelves. I have to give him one thing, he is quite inventive with his excuses.

You may recall someone did show up two weeks ago to collect the template to go make the glass shelves. I have heard nothing since, and haven't had the energy to phone and argue. But today, I did. This might be my favourite weak excuse so far -

He claims he sent someone up on "the day of the bad snow" - last Monday - "on the OFFCHANCE" that I might have stayed off work. But OH NOES! I was not it. Yet it did not occur to him then, or at any time since to CALL ME and see if there was a time I COULD be in. Oh no.
So he is going to see when they could come and call me back. I won't be holding my breath. I can't even be bothered getting annoyed about it now, it's actually more amusing.

Must also sort out getting kitchen walls done (skimmed, painted). Sometime.

ION... not a lot. I have purchased myself a pedometer so I can numberchase walking more. I am sure soon I will stop obsessively checking to see how far I've gone NOW. Getting the train to work and walking about at lunchtime seems to rack up about 2.5 miles, which isn't bad; currently aiming for at least 6000 steps a day, which will hopefully increase as the weather gets better and I get fitter.
Of course the minor downside to this is that, working in the city centre, the only place to walk *to* is round the shops, which seems to lead to inadvertant spending. Maybe I should try exercising some will power as well ;p

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He claims he sent someone up on "the day of the bad snow" - last Monday - "on the OFFCHANCE" that I might have stayed off work.

It's tempting to install CCTV in these cases, just to prove that people are liars.

I once posted leaflets in an area where at least one (and possibly several) houses had video cameras behind double glazed windows, pointed at the front door. I asked a friend why this was so, being a bit unsure. Answer: "Racial/religious minority A posting poo through racial/religious minority B's letterbox." The world we live in, eh?

I'd be tempted to send TKI's boss (or maybe his boss's boss) a letter explaining that if this doesn't begin to be dealt with soon (say, a fortnight before TKI actually does a damn thing that doesn't involve ignoring your schedule), then you will demand a reduction in the cost of the work. When it reaches zero, you can start billing them. Don't forget to add administration charges onto it once you start sending bills. :D

...or, you can do the more 'sensible' thing, which is formally complain and then mutter about it and contact Trading Standards.

I will paint your walls for you

in hot garlic butter

If I don't have the shelves by the end of the week, letters will be written.

In fact, if he doesn't get back to me by the end of today, letters Will Be Written *eyes phone*

It's mostly annoying because the rest of the work was done on time, and to a good standard, TKI is basically tarnishing what should have been an excellent result for them (and me).
The vengence of She-Ra may come upon him from ABOVE.

Heh yes. He is so useless I'm more amused at his latest extravagant excuses than angry now. Tho I'd be less inclined to write the whole saga up for his boss if he'd just be honest and say 'oh i'm really sorry, i forgot to call you back'.

Posting poo? Thats... dedication to your racisim/persecution.

Um. No, thanks all the same. But no.

BUT WHY? I have the brushes and the uh, skimmery stuff and polyfilla DEEP CRACK FILLER* and everything!

You= MEANIE

* No, really, that's what it's called.

Also I reckon the TKI is telling porkie pies.

Hur hur hur

The walls don't really have any cracks alas. Tho, they do need skimmed (otherwise I could paint it myself. Probably wouldn't, but i *could*)

heh, you think?

I think he might be too. I also think he is an incompentent waste of space.

I'm sure I could dig out some ~~rimmer~~ skimmer and a bendy spatula.

*stares into space.......again*

And maybe Hughie Dillon and his crew (Roddie the painter, Davo the skimmerer and Sorley the plasterer) could come and help.

You know. In a helpy way.

Helpy helpy HELP!

I think we should skim him

Wow, that is some impressive fuckwitery :p

Also, you can get My Health Coach to nag you into doing more!

is that the wii thing? I think I saw that somewhere...

and yes. He is quite an impressive fuckwit. Which I suppose means he's good at something, at least.

ooh, with the bendy spatula??

I like this idea.

We do need to practice our singing of the HELPY SONG. And the HELPY DANCE ...

NO YOU DO NOT!

it is like performance art! with invisible shelves!

hellison got quite irate last friday night when i "admired" her worktops!

Edited 2009-02-10 18:35 (UTC)

Did she now. I was going to admire them on Friday. Is she ashamed of her worktops?

i don't know. i was merely APPRECIATING them...

It was the WAY in which she was 'appreciating' them that cause the IRE.

NO RUBBING