Not a name- but tradesmen in Perth West Australia.
Figure a price for a job as in the price that would be quoted in the Eastern States. Multiply it by 4. But don’t worry about the costs as the arseholes won’t turn up anyway.
I had to ring the boss of some construction mob 4 times to ask wqhere the quote was- he was extremely angry that his drudge hadn’t given me a quote. I got a text next day that said" I have had a virus and can’t do your job. Sorry". I assume it was from the tradesman as whoevert it was never had the balls to call me. Or sign the text.
Back in my college days I took summer jobs working at various wilderness resorts, which in most cases was a way to spend the summer in a beautiful location and earn some money at the same time. One summer I signed up for a job at the Aramark Resort at Denali in Alaska. Big mistake.
Firstly, the company website clearly said that employees should fly to the Anchorage airport, after which Aramark would “provide transportation to Denali”. I arrived in Anchorage, and you can imagine my surprise when I learned that they didn’t provide transportation to Denali. They had hired a bus and driver, but they still charged the employees $60 for the ride. Funniest definition of “provide” that I’ve ever heard.
But okay, that’s only sixty dollars. Upon arriving at Denali, I found: (1) Employee housing was subpar, with three people crammed into each tiny room. (2) Employee food was horrible, consisting of tasteless mush. Also there were no vegetarian options. (3) All managers at the resort are idiot tin-pot dictators who run their departments based on idiotic slogans and dock pay for minor infractions such as using the wrong wording when answering the phone. (4) My contract specified that I’d get forty hours a week, with some variation “based on circumstances.” It soon became clear that they intended to give me only 20-25 hours per week. (5) Managers actively encouraged employees, including under-aged ones, to become alcoholis. (Because Aramark owned all the bars at Denali and thus would make more money if they could create drinking problems among their own employees.)
After about 4 pages, the magic words are “I’m going to count to ten, and hang up. Then I am going to notify my credit card company that all future charges from AOL are fraudulent. Cancel my account. Onetwothreefourfivesixseveneightnine<click>”
FTR, the BoA person was positively delighted to help me block AOL charges.
I’ve never had any problems with Saturn before, but this past weekend, I stopped at the dealership because my car had a loose dimmer switch which caused the dash lights to flicker or go out, which is a real pain in the ass when driving at night. I was told they could replace it for $178 parts and labor, and it would take about 45 minutes. I called my husband, and he told me to just buy the part and bring it home.
The part cost $66, and my husband installed in less than five minutes.
I had always heard they fucked you at the dealership, but wow!
I’ll add another Best Buy reference. Bought a computer from them, had some hardware problems with it. Brought it in. They ‘fixed’ it while I was there. Brought it home, it still didn’t work. Brought it back. They ‘fixed’ it again. Stopped at a party on the way home. Host of the party tells me ‘if it doesn’t work, here’s the number of a friend of mine who does computer repair.’ Take computer home, and lo and behold, it still doesn’t work. Call friend’s number. Repair guy says, “I’m going to give you a three step process.” Steps one and two fix the problem completely. Step three? “Go back to Best Buy and punch the idiot who ‘fixed’ this in the face.”
