As I mentioned, the most disorganised woman on the planet has bought a shop. I arrived this morning to tile the floor.
The carpet tiles hadn't been removed, a decorator had left innumerable objects behind, assorted rubbish abounded including a 10' run of picket fence (?). I emptied the floor area whilst waiting for Wickes to deliver the tiles. Dopey BIL was meant to be there to act as labourer, but apparently 'forgot'.
"Wickes will deliver first thing" she promised me. Their idea of first thing was 11 o'clock. Sat in the cafe opposite for 45 mins drinking tea & reading the paper.
"Its a concrete floor" she said. It was chipboard. Off to Wickes to buy some primer.
Primed the floor, went back to cafe while it dried.
Laid my first tile at 1:00pm. By 4:00pm I had got about 11 sq mtrs of tile down when the phone rang.
Emergency call re the house I'd worked on last week (the house of the dreadful tiles). The electric hob is burning! Smoke everywhere!. Stopped tiling, carried 30 boxes of tiles, 4 bags of adhesive, 3 bags of grout into shop, locked up & rushed off to 'emergency'.
Checked load/no load voltage, temperature of supply cable, all connections - perfect.
Some black smoke visible, some greyish smoke with 'plasticky' smell.
Black smoke visible when one ring switched on - scraped off remains of plastic margarine tub residue & all was well. Showed disorganised woman instructions which read " when hobs are used for the first time, some smoke will be visible for a short while due to a protective coating".
Back tomorrow with dopey BIL as labourer.
I'm on a strictly hourly rate - so I aint bovvered. Sarah Beaney could make an entire series with this woman!