Clean It Up
UK Window Cleaning Forum => Window Cleaning Forum => Topic started by: AuRavelling79 on October 15, 2011, 09:00:26 am
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So ... Thursday
Working on the edge of my area doing some converted flats in Henleaze (Bit Posh) on the edge of the downs. 3 storey Victorian house - fronts by Bus stop on main road, rear accessed by shared lane.
So me my employee (Daniel), my van and trailer are looking for a parking spot but nothing big enough so I separate from the trailer and pull up about two car lengths away and we do the fronts together but as we only have one pole high enough for the tops I do them while Dan starts on the middles.
Finish fronts - one custy pays slips put in for other two and I think - "hmmm, bit tight round the back, I'll whizz round and if enough room get the trailer and we'll work together, if not I'll just take the van and Dan can wfp the tops and middle and I'll trad the bottoms."
Anyway, drive round and all clear so I collect the trailer and go round again.
Within the five minutes it took to connect up and come back round there's a chap in his fifties loading old rockery slabs into the back of his estate car, blocking the lane.
I pull up a good ten yards behind and before I have a chance to ask how long he'll be or say a single word he clocks me and Dan in the van and yells out "For F**** Sake!!!!" "I'm not moving!" "You go round the other way!!" And his arms are going like a demented windmill.
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Gotta go out now - more later!
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I would have smiled and said do u want a hand .... then sent Daniel over to help whilst having a relax ;D
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I would have smiled and said do u want a hand .... then sent Daniel over to help whilst having a relax ;D
We would have happily done so but Mr. Happy who is probably in his fifties jumps into the car F ing and blinding like a goodun' and drives off.
So I pull up and we start pulling the hoses out and Mr. H reverses back to where he was but he couldn't leave it alone and comes up giving it: "What're you doing round here anyway, you've already F-ing driven round here once, who do you work for, what's your boss's phone number?"
So I tell him my boss is my wife and I'm not giving him her number (and I quoted Billy Connolly) so that "her ears can be sewers for his filthy language" and eventually I tell him I work for myself and that I'm cleaning his neighbours windows and then he wants to know why I've F'ing driven round already.
So I patiently explain (while grinning from ear to ear which winds him up even more) that I wanted to make sure I could get through with the trailer without blocking anybody's path ;D.
Mr Happy wants to know how I can prove I'm doing what I say I'm doing and Daniel (who's catching on quickly) says "what do you think these hoses and brushes are for?"
Mr H is still huffing and puffing and so I say loudly to Daniel - "lets get on with it we haven't got time to stand here exchanging pleasantries with this fine gentleman," (How I've kept my front teeth this long in life escapes my belief! ;D)
Mr H turns on his heel with what he thinks is a Parthian Shot of: "Well I'm not F- ing moving again!" to which I retort "Goodness me! If you're parents could see you now they'd be proud!"
To which he said lamely (I thought) "Yes they would!" and goes back to his car.
Then Daniel and I start working having a childishly "camp" loud conversation along the lines of:
"Oooh! Who'd have thought people living in a nice area like this could be so rude and inarticulate!"
"Yes we work the roughest council estates and don't hear language like that! I blame the parents!" etc.
Perhaps next week will be a little less eventful?
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"Yes they would" ;D
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Honestly, Gold, you're more patient than me. I would've just whistled for my rockweiler (Wor Lass) and stood back to enjoy the spectacle.
He wouldn't have sworn at me again ever; well not until his broken face had mended anyway.
It's rough round your way mind; you should move to Cheppers; we have a lot nicer clientèle round our way (the bloke with the gun from my account in Aust Crescent excepting).
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you sure its not you ;D
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last time someone asked for my bosses number I handed her my card and waited for my phone to ring, the look on her face was priceless ;D
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excellent ;D ;D
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should have smashed the fu**er in the face
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Love it Malc! 8)
John
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should have smashed the fu**er in the face
Malc, you've now got your 3rd swearing story.
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you should of said do you know who i am or where i live and when he said no, say, i know where you live