And you say here you are, here are the shelves you wanted. (And also the fried eggs you asked for, and a new design for your garden, and a way for you to do that hard thing you haven't found a way of doing yet. And as an added bonus, I shall also throw in some predictions about what will happen in the next year or so, and - for free! - some ways you can stop those things becoming difficult.)
And your employer says: shelves? What shelves? Look at my ponies! Do you want a sweet? I've got a new bicycle. The other boys hate me, so there. La la la, I can't hear you.
And then someone who has only ever made cakes says NO NO, you don't know what you are doing! That's not how to make cabinets. And I know that for a fact, because I am a cakemaker, and definitely right, and you are wrong, despite the fact that you are a cabinetmaker and I am a cakemaker.
That is what my job is like.
Because that is what my job is like, I went out for dinner with my brother. He sort of does the same thing as me, so he understands. He had sausage and I had red mullet. Then we got on our bicycles (mine squeaked; he mended it) and went to the best bar in the world, and then we did this.
Now everything is OK. (Partly because we did the bit that is not coffee a few times.) Also I am going to Canada again next Thursday (I am irritated because I have spent all day thinking it is Wednesday, when it is in fact Tuesday), and that is important, as are all the other things that are important.
Making cabinets for people who buy furniture in IKEA is not important, however.
7 comments:
NWM,
Please do not be (too) happy when you move to (the) Canada.
While - I refuse to use the dreadful phrase whilst - I certainly do not wish for you to be forever pissed off, some of your most amusing posts (could be said to) occur while you are a tad miffed.
So I wish you eternal biscuits with coffee but maybe with bad service. Although in an amusing rather than bad way.
H. And I will use brackets rather less in the future.
H: Brackets are fun
I think I'm starting to understand what you mean about cabinets. Except for the fact that, still being an apprentice, I'm beginning to be seriously afraid to be learning how to weave socks.
With cabinets being so much more fun, that would be a shame.
My job is similar, except I am usually given an Ikea cabinet which has already been assembled by halfwits. Then I am told to fix it or put an extra shelf or drawer in it.
Much of the time, it would be easier, quicker and more satisfying all round if I could just make a new one from scratch, but I am forced to use the badly assembled one as a basis.
Dont let the bastards get you down - in as much as you can help it.
I'm terribly worried NWM. What chance do the rest of us have to be working-while-actually-being-not-working if this movement's founder can become (dare I say it) stressed by work?
Give me some hope back. Please.
The only hope is to not work.
Aw NWM I'm glad your brother is there to fix things. May you escape this flimsy hell and get back to making beautiful dovetail joints.
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