Island Bay bathroom reno stalled 11 days over wrong shade of white
The tiler is parked on The Parade eating his third pie. Nobody is showering.
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Utes, smoko, scaffolding that outlasts the building, and jobs that'll be done Tuesday. Every Tradie Tales yarn we have filed, newest first — 57 stories, none of them true.
The tiler is parked on The Parade eating his third pie. Nobody is showering.
The pies were from the Vauxhall Four Square. The clipboard was from head office. Neither side enjoyed it.
The wall is 30 years old. The wire is older. The slope behind it contains a trampoline.
Tauranga Airport is 4km away. The crew has stopped work 38 times since Monday.
The Hilux is parked outside a Lincoln Road job site. The hotplate is on the cab. WorkSafe has been notified.
Job is eleven weeks behind. The foreman's calling in sick. The nails have surnames.
Homeowner asked for a re-roof. Got a skylight. Got a puddle. Got a lecture about airflow.
The builder reckons it's a vibe deck. The owner reckons it's a windowsill.
The long weight is ongoing. So is the apprenticeship, technically.
The hallway is now legally a crime scene against interior design.
The consent's in a drawer. The pergola's in the neighbour's hedge.
The thieves got a Makita combo kit. The community got 380 onions through a Briscoes pan.
The previous owner's R-value was, technically, beer.
The homeowner asked what it was for. The scaffolder charged him another twenty for asking.
The boundary peg has never been so respected. The duplex has never looked so stupid.
There are no benchtops, no skirtings, and one wall remains, in the builder's words, "largely conceptual".
She's been to Mitre 10 four times this week. The chippie has been to the pub three.