I'm quite lucky that a lot of my pals all do different trades, so can either do the work for the cost of materials plus £50, or else recommend someone to do the job well, or give me a reasonable quote so I know I'm not getting ripped off It helps being a civil engineer, because the council ****s can't just get away with pulling the wool over my eyes. Anytime the council say something needs done I'm on the phone asking for bill of quantities, schedule of works etc
im the same ML, the ****s hate dealing with me. asking the ****s in the housing department call centres about contracts etc. pisses them right off. what are they doing in your place?
It's just a cold water storage replacement they're doing. I went to the meeting and could have battered **** out the other people in the flats. They all wanted it done because they're council flats and don't pay for it I was asking the guy to send me BoQ, tender contract, Project Execution Plan and any reports suggesting the work needed done. He shat himself and started off with "it's a different type of contract". I asked him what type and he said a council contract <cluelessmuir> He then said the tender was confidential and I couldn't see it. I said I know a plumber and he would maybe be interested in tendering for the work and could I have a number for him to call to be sent the info. He said no because it had already been decided who was doing the work, making the meeting totally pointless. Pretty much every day I've been on the phone to them. Phoned him 3 times already today about the hole they've left in the ceiling.
write them a letter on headed paper from the office, puts the ****s right up them the best way to get results out of the council is to speak to a councillor, every **** who works in the council is scared of councillors despite there complete lack of power and ability. failing that i hear stereo is an MSP.
even better if you know anyone from the legal dept. that could do it for you? a letter to the council from a company the size of yours would probably make the **** go off on stress leave.
If the legal department are as quiet as I am then they'll write the letter no problem. I can imagine the wee fanny getting the letter and crying in the corner of his wee ****ey office The guys about 5 foot but acted the big man at the meeting. You could dress a chimp in a suit and it would do a better job than him.
every **** in the council are the same. you know how you meet some people and you get a vibe of inadequacy from them? I have never met a person who works for the council who has created a first impression that demanded respect. I have nothing but contempt for every single person i meet when dealing with the council, safe in the knowledge that at the age of 23 i am already better than them.
"You could dress a chimp in a suit and it would do a better job than him." I honestly believe that when Councils look to employ somebody they actually start out on the premise that the succesful candidate must have the IQ of a dung beatle and be less charming and socially aware. Most of them hide behind petty rules and regulations conveniently forgetting that one of these days they will end up having to deal with somebody who acts exactly like they do. Hopefully it will be the undertaker when they are burying a dead relative or something equally as sensitive and traumatic - that'll bloody well teach them.....
my best success story was insisting that wood was non combustible to a fanny from building control, i bullied him in to agreeing with me that wood cant burn
I'm exactly the same. There's people in my work that you know deserve respect, and the ones that got where they are by kissing arse. Anyone I have met from the council are complete jobsworths. The worst is the janitor at the high school across the road from my flat. They built a big astrograss football pitch but don't let anyone in to use it. Kids are constantly cutting the fence so they can get in without having to climb. Me and my 2 brothers went down for a kickabout and the janitor drove round and told us to get out. We refused, and he claimed the cctv camera was fed directly to the police and had facial recognition software and we could be jailed for playing football there Don't think I've ever laughed so much in my life.
Mrs. Smith pulled back her net curtains and watched the council workers systematically work their way down the street. There were two of them. Every ten metres they would stop, one would dig a hole in the verge, they'd wait 5 minutes, then the other put all the soil back in and patted it down. She watched for half an hour then went out to see if they wanted a cup of tea. "Hello lads, I've got the kettle on.Excuse me asking, but what are you doing? I've watched you digging holes and filling them in, and very well you've done it too." The older bloke answered, "Well, there should be three of us, but the lad who puts in the trees has rung in sick."
Why didn't they put the trees in themselves, it seems a bit of a waste digging a hole and then just filling it back in again? They never thought it through.
