Yes, Plas has got a few things for us to do and I have my usuall helping on my end. Just got a call from a good client looking to put an addition on so a few will have to come down. I quit working for the one guy I was a sub for. You know those two jokers in short pants? Man, the one guy accused my of stealing thier hand pruners and called me a straight up ******. I about fainted and thought about giving him a quick bashing but left quietly... well pretty queitly. The owner is a staright upp drunk, smelling like rot-gut at ten am. Kept wasting my time and money. Remember those spruce I took down on that construction site? Well there were two more which had to be raised off the phone and cable wires. I should have went to do it but he sent those two in the bucket which should not be in service anyway. They took 6 hours to do it and blew the profit from the job. I was thinking if it took 2 hours from the time we left the yard til the time we got back that would almost be to long. I just can't deal with that kind of BS. No way. I told them all they had to do is be cool but they just want to play thier games. Hell, the one guy blew the trans out of the bucket truck and jackknifed it into the radiator of the chipper. How much? I don't want to know but it don't need to happen. This is Jesse and John I am talking about. Its not like I bust thier balls when I work with them. Sure its ain't a trip to the massage parlor but I keep things smooth and I help them. They want to wreck that? Screw em! Now they can starve this winter. Maybe the drunk owner will finally give out and all the jobs I did that he took credit for will be mine.
And then the owner points out what the line clearance guys did and starts to criticize that like he or his guys could possible muster enough sense to do anything better. This guy never has worked in a tree but he wants to open his mouth?
These guys are always pulling funny stuff. One day, in the middle of the road, Jesse was backing the bucket and the owner was trying to tell him something... So Jesse would slam it in 1st and try to run the owner over so the owner would go behind the truck so Jesse would slam it in R and try again... and again... and again. Meanwhile traffic is watching this fiasco and I got a broken up elm over a house to deal with.
I actually quit once before cause of the BS but they all called me and pretty much said they were really sorry and really needed me. They were cool for a awhile but couldn't hold thier water very long. So now they can risk their lives in that beat up old rotten bucket truck.