The Client.

Ahh yes, The Client, Owner, The all important bill payer.

Now don't get me wrong, the client can be great, Or can be someone you wish to bury with the 9 cubic metres of concrete you just poured.

Let's start with the good client.
They listen!
 Look, I have a fuck load of knowledge when it comes to building and Construction. A fuck load.
I have built at the South Pole, THE SOUTH POLE.
So when I say, That is not going to work, Trust me, it's not going to work.
(You can't shove a square peg into a round hole, And Shut up Mr Aitken) 
But, I can cut a curve with a skill saw.

They pay their account's on time.  
Which means I can live, and everyone screaming at me can get their cut.

They don't show up every day and demand to know why your sitting down every time they come by.
 Look you just happen to visit on your lunch and smoko breaks, 
Which shock horror, happen to be mine! Imagine that!

And they don't try to understand the plan drawings the Architect has done. Fuck, even I don't sometimes.
But that is another blogg.


The bad client.

Well its obvious. 
 1  They're Australian.        (Yes I dislike Australians)
 2  They don't listen.        ( I hate talking to concrete walls)
 3  They don't Pay on time.
 4  They show up at lunch and smoko and moan like a politician why your not working!
 5  And they change the plan without telling me, I fucken hate that. 
    (nothing like throwing away 19 hours of work so Missy can have a bigger ensuite, lose some weight bitch)

So if your my client, Listen to me, Pay me, Don't tell me what to do, Respect that I have to eat.

And I promise the workmanship you get from me will be outfuckingstanding!


Builder.