The non-work agreement lasted about 4 days.
Then I had a day off, and it was decided that we would do lots of little niggling jobs around the place. Things like drilling in pallings, touch-up painting, re-potting the geranium, stuff that should have been easy.
Naturally, it all got veeeeeery complicated for some reason. Best moment of the day - re-attaching the roof side-wall, to discover a small colony of paper wasps. Wasps now dead, wall firmly fixed in place, and we need a new can of spray.
I thought I'd get out of things by having the next day to work. Oh no! Because I didn't start until midday, the PIC decided we'd duck out and grab a load of 40 slabs (those big heavy cement things). This plan should have worked. The salvage yard opens at 8am, we lead up, go home, dump first load, go back and load next 20, home and dump, then pack up and we're inside relaxing by 10am.
Except the usual counter girl is on holidays, and the yard didn't open until 9am, after we'd been waiting for an hour.
It was 1130 before the final slab was piled up, which left me about 45 minutes to relax, shower, scoff something to eat, get ready, and get to work.
Isn't life fun, kiddies?
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