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Oh to be a plumber!Your are at the trade counter, you've asked the spotty school leaver what type of pumps they stock and he thinks you've got a puncture . You've asked him for a 15mm fibre washer and he's said they don't sell white goods. You've struggled to get the boiler and cover up through a roof hatch that was designed for a dolls house. Even after all your efforts to cover up that old type fibre glass insulation is up your legs , up your sleeves, up your nose and it's a sweating 80deg
Your now home and browsing the forum. You're trying to think up a simple friendly answer to an enthusiastic diy er who's struggling with his English to even describe his problem let alone solve it. Sludge in the system, faulty three port valves, the pumps tripping the breaker ! Where will it end,
Relax , have a minute and read this, it happened to me I am ashamed to say
Knock knock, good morning Mrs. I am here to change that radiator. I step into a typical small semi detached hall. The stairs in front of me the door to the living room on my left and the wall behind the door with the radiator I am going to change, she wants a bigger one .
I have explained to her that the pipe centres will be wider and described the arrangement of elbow to accommodate it . She's happy with this and goes of to watch loose women.
There is a glass panel at the side of the door so plenty of light.Ok so the radiators now mounted firm and square on its brackets. I have cut and cleaned the pipes an they are held in position with the olive just nipped up, ready to solder.l put my heat shield at the back of the pipe and tackle the one at the bottom of the stairs first. I the move to the right hand one, the solders runs nicely I put the blow lamp down at the side of me whilst I apply the damp cloth to the joint.
Now net curtains don't burn they melt,she's smelt the smoke and is standing behind me. It's at this point that I know my credibility as a good plumber has gone, the recommendations have also gone with it, and I will be the topic of "guess what" to family and friends for weeks to come. So she's refused to pay me but I've negotiated a £50 discount to pay for new nets that are a quid a meter on the local market.
I've packed my tools and I am sat in my van,thinking well it could have been worse.
Then it hit me.
It started with a grin, then a smile, then a chuckle, then full blown uncontrollable laughter. I am laughing so much that I have tears in my eyes and can't see to drive. Ten minutes later she's wondering why I am still sat in my van outside her house.
Tell us your story.
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Oh to be a plumber!Your are at the trade counter, you've asked the spotty school leaver what type of pumps they stock and he thinks you've got a puncture . You've asked him for a 15mm fibre washer and he's said they don't sell white goods. You've struggled to get the boiler and cover up through a roof hatch that was designed for a dolls house. Even after all your efforts to cover up that old type fibre glass insulation is up your legs , up your sleeves, up your nose and it's a sweating 80deg
Your now home and browsing the forum. You're trying to think up a simple friendly answer to an enthusiastic diy er who's struggling with his English to even describe his problem let alone solve it. Sludge in the system, faulty three port valves, the pumps tripping the breaker ! Where will it end,
Relax , have a minute and read this, it happened to me I am ashamed to say
Knock knock, good morning Mrs. I am here to change that radiator. I step into a typical small semi detached hall. The stairs in front of me the door to the living room on my left and the wall behind the door with the radiator I am going to change, she wants a bigger one .
I have explained to her that the pipe centres will be wider and described the arrangement of elbow to accommodate it . She's happy with this and goes of to watch loose women.
There is a glass panel at the side of the door so plenty of light.Ok so the radiators now mounted firm and square on its brackets. I have cut and cleaned the pipes an they are held in position with the olive just nipped up, ready to solder.l put my heat shield at the back of the pipe and tackle the one at the bottom of the stairs first. I the move to the right hand one, the solders runs nicely I put the blow lamp down at the side of me whilst I apply the damp cloth to the joint.
Now net curtains don't burn they melt,she's smelt the smoke and is standing behind me. It's at this point that I know my credibility as a good plumber has gone, the recommendations have also gone with it, and I will be the topic of "guess what" to family and friends for weeks to come. So she's refused to pay me but I've negotiated a £50 discount to pay for new nets that are a quid a meter on the local market.
I've packed my tools and I am sat in my van,thinking well it could have been worse.
Then it hit me.
It started with a grin, then a smile, then a chuckle, then full blown uncontrollable laughter. I am laughing so much that I have tears in my eyes and can't see to drive. Ten minutes later she's wondering why I am still sat in my van outside her house.
Tell us your story.
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