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Do you ever get the feeling you're cursed? Well I seem to feel that way whenever it comes to moving into a new flat. Some of you may remember all the crap we went through when we last moved, (our landlord ignoring us and having no gas or electric). Well, we have just moved into a new flat and the short version of the story is that we have no heating, hot water, lights, gas or anywhere to cook. The ceiling also leaks in the bathroom and there is a minimum 50volt current going through the gas main. It has been designated unsafe to live in and could take weeks to sort out. Our "landlord" is being investigated because it looks like they've been stealing gas. We are finding it hard to get hold of our landlord because they are a large company and we always connect to a receptionist who says we'll be called back, but we never are. We paid out over £1000 for this place and are unable to live there. We'll be trying to get our money back while looking for somewhere else to live, which will be a nice lot of stress.
On the plus side for me at the moment, work is great. I spent last week going up and down lots of ladders including one which was pitched to the forth floor of the building. It reaches about a foot beneath the window sill, so you have to climb the last bit holding onto the wall and just moving your feet up, which is quite a brown trouser moment considering how high you are and that you have nothing holding you on to the building other then yourself. It was a windy rainy day too, which made it even more fun. I had a big lump of a guy following me up the ladder, which makes it bounce around more then usual, (the head of the ladder actually comes away from the wall a bit if you go up quickly enough).
How are we all?
On the plus side for me at the moment, work is great. I spent last week going up and down lots of ladders including one which was pitched to the forth floor of the building. It reaches about a foot beneath the window sill, so you have to climb the last bit holding onto the wall and just moving your feet up, which is quite a brown trouser moment considering how high you are and that you have nothing holding you on to the building other then yourself. It was a windy rainy day too, which made it even more fun. I had a big lump of a guy following me up the ladder, which makes it bounce around more then usual, (the head of the ladder actually comes away from the wall a bit if you go up quickly enough).
How are we all?
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Is that where they sellotaped the gasman to the ceiling, or was it a burglar ... can't remember ...
anyone remember that episode of Bottom where they were stealing gas? :D
Sucks though EB, hoe it all gets sorted soon for you both.
also - congrats on still being "you both" :)
Sucks though EB, hoe it all gets sorted soon for you both.
also - congrats on still being "you both" :)
Whoa, you're really unlucky with flats. Stealing gas? He's going to hell. If my granny was here she would tell you to pray.
Glad to hear the jobs going well Blokey ... As for the flat ... sounds like a nightmare ...
Third time's a charm eh? ;)
Keep us posted ...
Third time's a charm eh? ;)
Keep us posted ...
Kawada wrote:
> Just a valuable lesson learned to not rely on what others tell
> you and check things for yourself.
All very well saying that, but the thing is that the things that are wrong you wouldn't know until you live there.
> Just a valuable lesson learned to not rely on what others tell
> you and check things for yourself.
All very well saying that, but the thing is that the things that are wrong you wouldn't know until you live there.
Just a valuable lesson learned to not rely on what others tell you and check things for yourself.
Seraphim wrote:
> Oh ermm you seem cursed indeed. Didnt you check the place before
> you rented it?
Signed for the place having been told it was all good and working by the agents. They had a gas safety certificate and stuff, so I thought it was kosher. Only after moving in did the cracks start to show.
> Glad work is going well for you. Look good in a uniform :P
You should have seen me in my old Tesco kit. Now that really was a moist maker.
> Oh ermm you seem cursed indeed. Didnt you check the place before
> you rented it?
Signed for the place having been told it was all good and working by the agents. They had a gas safety certificate and stuff, so I thought it was kosher. Only after moving in did the cracks start to show.
> Glad work is going well for you. Look good in a uniform :P
You should have seen me in my old Tesco kit. Now that really was a moist maker.
Oh ermm you seem cursed indeed. Didnt you check the place before you rented it?
Glad work is going well for you. Look good in a uniform :P
> How are we all?
Alls good here :)
Glad work is going well for you. Look good in a uniform :P
> How are we all?
Alls good here :)
Do you ever get the feeling you're cursed? Well I seem to feel that way whenever it comes to moving into a new flat. Some of you may remember all the crap we went through when we last moved, (our landlord ignoring us and having no gas or electric). Well, we have just moved into a new flat and the short version of the story is that we have no heating, hot water, lights, gas or anywhere to cook. The ceiling also leaks in the bathroom and there is a minimum 50volt current going through the gas main. It has been designated unsafe to live in and could take weeks to sort out. Our "landlord" is being investigated because it looks like they've been stealing gas. We are finding it hard to get hold of our landlord because they are a large company and we always connect to a receptionist who says we'll be called back, but we never are. We paid out over £1000 for this place and are unable to live there. We'll be trying to get our money back while looking for somewhere else to live, which will be a nice lot of stress.
On the plus side for me at the moment, work is great. I spent last week going up and down lots of ladders including one which was pitched to the forth floor of the building. It reaches about a foot beneath the window sill, so you have to climb the last bit holding onto the wall and just moving your feet up, which is quite a brown trouser moment considering how high you are and that you have nothing holding you on to the building other then yourself. It was a windy rainy day too, which made it even more fun. I had a big lump of a guy following me up the ladder, which makes it bounce around more then usual, (the head of the ladder actually comes away from the wall a bit if you go up quickly enough).
How are we all?
On the plus side for me at the moment, work is great. I spent last week going up and down lots of ladders including one which was pitched to the forth floor of the building. It reaches about a foot beneath the window sill, so you have to climb the last bit holding onto the wall and just moving your feet up, which is quite a brown trouser moment considering how high you are and that you have nothing holding you on to the building other then yourself. It was a windy rainy day too, which made it even more fun. I had a big lump of a guy following me up the ladder, which makes it bounce around more then usual, (the head of the ladder actually comes away from the wall a bit if you go up quickly enough).
How are we all?
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