If anybody’s ever thought I’m giving the McPeake people a hard time and shouldn’t call them incompetent reject tradies:
That wood at the bottom had rotted out, so he came to ‘fix’ it by putting a triangular piece of wood there. He put a fucking nail through the window.
I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW HE WAS HERE! HE CAME AND “FIXED” THE WINDOW WITHOUT TELLING ME!! THEN HE RAN AWAY AFTER BREAKING THE WINDOW!!! (I have it on camera, it was 100% without a doubt him!)
Oh, I should also add that this fuckwit turned up in a T-shirt that said “Hate to brag, but I’m pure blooded [obnoxious winky face]”. I don’t know if I’m looking too far into it, but the only 2 contexts I am aware of a bogan sounding, white aussie bloke saying or wearing anything along those lines are either anti-vaxxers (“pure” because they’re unvaccinated), or racists (“pure” because they’re white). He was just generally a dropkick as well, so I don’t have high hopes he didn’t genuinely rock up wearing a racist shirt
(and even if there’s another, more innocent meaning to it, wearing something like that to work seems very risky. That’s a phrase usually used in reference to race, and I feel like you have a responsibility to not wear anything people may find offensive to work, even if that isn’t your intention.)
Honestly that’s most of McPeake’s staff. They have the gov contracts for all (or almost all) government owned houses (including the housing commission flats and child protection properties), so they act with immunity. I don’t know whether they’re stuck in a long contract, there’s some kind of kickback system happening, or what, but they do really low quality work
Look up the phrase ‘diamond pure’ sometime. It’s the technical term for dog shit that’s turned white in the sun. Used to be used a lot for tanning fine leather for bookbinding and gloves. Back in my grandparents day kids could earn pocket money gathering it off the street and selling it to the tanneries. Those ‘pure’ t shirts still give me quiet giggles.
If anybody’s ever thought I’m giving the McPeake people a hard time and shouldn’t call them incompetent reject tradies:
That wood at the bottom had rotted out, so he came to ‘fix’ it by putting a triangular piece of wood there. He put a fucking nail through the window.
I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW HE WAS HERE! HE CAME AND “FIXED” THE WINDOW WITHOUT TELLING ME!! THEN HE RAN AWAY AFTER BREAKING THE WINDOW!!! (I have it on camera, it was 100% without a doubt him!)
…if I ever doubt my intelligence I’ll just think of old mate here
What? You don’t have a compulsive urge to put nails through your window?
Do you even have a life bro?
Oh, I should also add that this fuckwit turned up in a T-shirt that said “Hate to brag, but I’m pure blooded [obnoxious winky face]”. I don’t know if I’m looking too far into it, but the only 2 contexts I am aware of a bogan sounding, white aussie bloke saying or wearing anything along those lines are either anti-vaxxers (“pure” because they’re unvaccinated), or racists (“pure” because they’re white). He was just generally a dropkick as well, so I don’t have high hopes he didn’t genuinely rock up wearing a racist shirt
(and even if there’s another, more innocent meaning to it, wearing something like that to work seems very risky. That’s a phrase usually used in reference to race, and I feel like you have a responsibility to not wear anything people may find offensive to work, even if that isn’t your intention.)
Ugh, sounds like a thoroughly shit person. May your paths never cross again. Sorry this happened to you.
Honestly that’s most of McPeake’s staff. They have the gov contracts for all (or almost all) government owned houses (including the housing commission flats and child protection properties), so they act with immunity. I don’t know whether they’re stuck in a long contract, there’s some kind of kickback system happening, or what, but they do really low quality work
i wonder if he’s done that before
Look up the phrase ‘diamond pure’ sometime. It’s the technical term for dog shit that’s turned white in the sun. Used to be used a lot for tanning fine leather for bookbinding and gloves. Back in my grandparents day kids could earn pocket money gathering it off the street and selling it to the tanneries. Those ‘pure’ t shirts still give me quiet giggles.