So....I'm having some quite big work done on my home (it's being done for free, but hey, I pay every penny of the rent myself, on time, without fail, every fucking month, so judge ye not) and it appears to be just the one guy who's doing it all
Now, in order to pay every fucking penny of the rent, I have to be out of the house & at work on the days he's been due here, so he has my spare front door key
I did meet him & discuss colour-schemes, he left me a note with completely the wrong phone no for me to contact him which I did, but he obviously didn't get my message, several missed messages, by chance I pop home when I'm opportunistically passing with work & clarify he's given me the wrong no & he gives me the right no
Get home this eve & it's like he's just popped out for a minute, shit everywhere, he's left his stuff allover the gaff, dumped a load of stuff in my shed that he never asked if he could go in & which means I can't get to stuff I need, popped a sheet up on a door with his arrival & departure times for the last 2 days, only he doesn't seem to have actually left today (I hope he's not hiding in the attic) & has had the fucking audacity to have left a contract for me to sign on my sitting-room coffee table (I presume it's for me, who knows, he may have been resting his legs on it, watching Jeremy fucking Kyle for all I know) to say that we've discussed his comings & goings, & agreed on where he can store his shit etc etc
I said 'help yourself to tea', not 'leave buckets of paint allover my house & tea stains on my work surfaces' (there's more, but I've wrung all the moans out in between chores - some created by him grrrrrr)
Raging rant over; hope I can maintain my indignant, righteous stance in the morning if he fucking turns up before I have to leave the house for work that I can't afford to take leave from to oversee his sloppy arse
If he doesn't, I'm going to...to....to...ring the council