Tomr10
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Or no overtaking o the a14Lorry drivers that don't listen to simple instructions on where to park up [emoji849]
Or no overtaking o the a14Lorry drivers that don't listen to simple instructions on where to park up [emoji849]
We all have runs like that and it's easy to get depressed in the midst of it. I hope you soon feel brighter.Basically everything past week...... Trying to sell bull calves I have, latest 2, usually people are open to buying em... Well I did a typing error and made them £60 cheaper than they should've been and yet people still said they were too expensive. Had one guy coming to see them, never turned up, wasted my evening.... I sent him a message asking him to confirm he was coming, still haven't heard back. Been havoc caused by all this as I have more calves coming in, so my jobs are piling up and now at the worst time got stricken down with a bad cold and I don't understand where it's come from! No let up from work, sick and miserable, never slept at all last night, doubt i will tonight also or tomorrow night.... Then to top it all off tidying house i sliced my finger in a metal tin... and then our second stock bull got in with our main stock bull, he tried to kill him and second stockbull ran through a fence. So that's more work sorry felt I had to let it out
the joys of living in fawlty towersMy bone of contention with visitors is, there always has to be the " Grand tour " of the house on arrival. This requires " Spring cleaning " about 15 bloody rooms which despite not being used get surprisingly dirty. Then as said, there follows an afternoon of small talk with folks you've absolutely nothing in common with. They tell me tales of their 3 exotic holidays this year to India, Switzerland , and Nam ( I presume Vietnam , not Cheltenham ) I tell them about my holiday to the Canaries in ..... 1980. Then there's the perplexed looks from folks when you try and explain " farming ". Yes, I work 7 days / week , 12 hour days, and earn £ 9835 per year.
Oh....delightful. Must be lovely working outside in the fresh air....
Make em pay upfront and do Bank transfers, much easier. I do that with most of my customers and it's really goodI pay when I order, then they delay for 28 days or more before delivering.
When I deliver, people wait 28 days or more before paying.
Just about sick of it. If you want to borrow money go to a bank.
Just about at the point of insisting I will only pay when an item is delivered and will only deliver for cash on delivery or accept cash on collection.
This kind of thing seems more and more prevalent. People really are stretching it.
And please don't ask me to save to you 100 bales for winter. It's almost certain you will never be seen or heard from again,
Maybe he didn’t want to go pulling wild oats with a grumpy farmer!Millennials and their lax attitude to communication.
Ok, so they don’t do phone calls, they do messaging instead. Fair enough I’m not a complete luddite, I can work with that.
But this year the young team don’t even fecking reply to messages now, there’s no closure to communication. Typical exchange after a days work (having previously agreed that they’d be required for a full week) will go:
20.30 hrs. “Is there work tomorrow?”
20.31hrs. Yes, pulling wild oats. Pick you up 7.30. Ok?
“.................”
21.00hrs. Did you get my message?
“..................”
21.30 hrs. 7.30 ok?
“................”
22.00hrs. Ok for tomorrow?
“...............”
I go to bed
05.30hrs. Still no reply
05.35hrs. Ok for today?
“..............”
So then I phone them at 06.30
Did you get my messages?
“Yeah, half 7, that’s fine”
Ok, coz you didn’t reply.
“No, it’s fine, so there’s no point”
FFS
I had similar the other day and I won't get inside their trailer due to health and safety and it's their job to clean it not oursWorryingly this seems to be my favourite thread on TFF. Today's annoyance was the annoying git on a bicycle who wouldn't pull over. I'd been stuck behind him for so long I managed to get the dash cam plugged in and working.
And a fat lazy lorry driver who said his trailer was brushed out, but was so full of Trafford Gold and leaves that I had to do it. Ohh and his excuse for not cleaning it himself was that he didn't have a ladder......I walked to the front of the trailer, un-hooked the one he denied was there and used that. Needless to say, he's not coming back again.
Maybe he didn’t want to go pulling wild oats with a grumpy farmer!