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Peter
Always got a great laugh when I worked with a squad. Millions of stories.
The boss's son was notoriously lazy. I was on a shopfit, plugging my 110 lead into the main box. Behind me was a studded partition about 10ft high. We were tiling at the other side of this. Me being eager to save time and valuable cable length, I decided to throw the lead over the partition wall. Next think all I hear is "ARRRGGHHHH", turned out I hit the boss's son on the scone. (Who was standing with his arms folded)
The new apprentices always got it tight. The initiation was to get a trowelful of rapidset up your ****. Doing site work and the apprentice had been avoiding his initiation for weeks. Finally he said "Alright, just get it over and done with". So in a side room on site he pulls his trousers down and leans over a stacked pallet. The other tiler was up behind him ready to give him his rapidset when the plumber walked into the room. "****, Sorry lads". Was stories all over the site about the queer tilers for the rest of the job.
At one stage there was a bit of competition between the apprentices of seeing who could have a **** in the most inappropriate place. The job in question was Belfast City Hall, and Marky was keen to prove himself. He done the dirty deed in the toilets, and deposited it on a tissue. Out he comes and wipes it on the boss's nippers. Boss lifts the nippers and says "What's that on my nippers". Marky started laughing saying "yeooo, first apprentice to have a **** in Belfast City Hall". Boss's son who was standing idle as usual started laughing his head off, to which the boss stood up, chased after him and wiped the manjam into his son's hair.
Used to do a lot of work in the Republic when it was on a good streak. Working in Dundrum Shopping Centre, possibly one of the biggest and strictest building sites we'd worked on. Problem was, the toilets were a good 10 minute walk away at the far end of the site. I thought it was much quicker having a slash out the back doors which took you onto a flat roof. Done this for a few days and thought nothing of it, until one day I heard shouting "What tha *** are ye doin?". Turned round and it was the overall SISK site safety officer. There's me, walt in hand, pish everywhere, trying to think of a good excuse. Told me to get off site immediately, eventually I bargained with him that if I went down to the shop and bought a bottle of Domestos for the area that I could stay.
Plenty of more minor laughs such as people walking off trestles, kangoing through leads, nailing jumpers to benches, and the ever classic of the apprentice holding the bag of rapidset over his head and someone coming up behind him with the stanley knife.
I served my time with this outfit too so I was as much a victim as the jokes as the apprentices before and after me were. :lol:
The boss's son was notoriously lazy. I was on a shopfit, plugging my 110 lead into the main box. Behind me was a studded partition about 10ft high. We were tiling at the other side of this. Me being eager to save time and valuable cable length, I decided to throw the lead over the partition wall. Next think all I hear is "ARRRGGHHHH", turned out I hit the boss's son on the scone. (Who was standing with his arms folded)
The new apprentices always got it tight. The initiation was to get a trowelful of rapidset up your ****. Doing site work and the apprentice had been avoiding his initiation for weeks. Finally he said "Alright, just get it over and done with". So in a side room on site he pulls his trousers down and leans over a stacked pallet. The other tiler was up behind him ready to give him his rapidset when the plumber walked into the room. "****, Sorry lads". Was stories all over the site about the queer tilers for the rest of the job.
At one stage there was a bit of competition between the apprentices of seeing who could have a **** in the most inappropriate place. The job in question was Belfast City Hall, and Marky was keen to prove himself. He done the dirty deed in the toilets, and deposited it on a tissue. Out he comes and wipes it on the boss's nippers. Boss lifts the nippers and says "What's that on my nippers". Marky started laughing saying "yeooo, first apprentice to have a **** in Belfast City Hall". Boss's son who was standing idle as usual started laughing his head off, to which the boss stood up, chased after him and wiped the manjam into his son's hair.
Used to do a lot of work in the Republic when it was on a good streak. Working in Dundrum Shopping Centre, possibly one of the biggest and strictest building sites we'd worked on. Problem was, the toilets were a good 10 minute walk away at the far end of the site. I thought it was much quicker having a slash out the back doors which took you onto a flat roof. Done this for a few days and thought nothing of it, until one day I heard shouting "What tha *** are ye doin?". Turned round and it was the overall SISK site safety officer. There's me, walt in hand, pish everywhere, trying to think of a good excuse. Told me to get off site immediately, eventually I bargained with him that if I went down to the shop and bought a bottle of Domestos for the area that I could stay.
Plenty of more minor laughs such as people walking off trestles, kangoing through leads, nailing jumpers to benches, and the ever classic of the apprentice holding the bag of rapidset over his head and someone coming up behind him with the stanley knife.
I served my time with this outfit too so I was as much a victim as the jokes as the apprentices before and after me were. :lol:
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