Fucking Cunts.

Bastards.
Once again today we didn't finish until way late, after 7:30...AGAIN!
And it was all because of those 2 cunts that were meant to help us....AGAIN!
They're names are Simon and Ashley, but I'll just refer to them as "those 2 cunts" from now on.
See we had a big area to do and the plan was, as usual, to start at one end and they would eventually start at the other.
At about 11:00, we run into Davey the Supervisor (More on Davey in a bit) and he said to us "I'm trying to get those two to start their run now, but they're not answering the phone. I'll have to go look for them".
And so he did. At 15:00, that's right, 3 o'clock, just an hour and a bit before we're MEANT to finish, they finally phone us to tell us that they've STARTED.
Cunts.
SO we work on. And on and on and on. At 17:30, they phone us again, telling us that they're fucking off back. WOW! 2 and a half hours of help! THAT MADE NO FUCKING DIFFERENCE AT ALL!
We couldn't finish the run, by 18:30 we had COMPLETELY filled the van up and those 2 cunts left out, among other things, an entire estate of like 60 houses. And that's just what we know about.
To give an indication as to how much stuff we shifted today, I'll let you all in on something.
Before we leave in the morning, we weigh the van. This morning it was just over 4 Tonnes (British of course). When we got back, eventually, it weighed over 10Tonnes. It's only meant to support between 6 and 7 Tonnes, NOT 10! And this was AFTER we unloaded a whole load of shit to Davey the Support dude, that would easily add another Tonne onto that.
Fucking Cunts.
Also, this place is breeding people called Dave.
The crew I was with consisted of this guy called Chris who just DOES NOT SHUT UP...EVER! He constantly moans.
And the Driver was called Davey. He's called "Big Davey"
The Supervisor is also called Davey. He's known as "Davey Detour" (Always gets lost)
The guy who collects the cardboard and extra bags of stuff mid-run is Called Davey. He's just known as the Support Davey.
There's another Davey that my dad works with, he's "Davey Doot-doot".
Those are just the ones I can remember. I think there's at least 3 people called Jim too. But they're all twats.

So my day consisted of a vast amount of suckage. How was yours?