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24th April 2005, 10:54 PM #1
Why does it always take twice as long to do as you thought it would?
I went over to a mates yesterday to help him put up a new fence. Easy to do, only take a day! Worked until after dark yesterday, started again early this morning and finally got it to lock up while there was just enough light to see what we were doing.
I've now got blisters on my girly programmers hands.Last edited by RETIRED; 26th April 2005 at 09:08 PM.
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24th April 2005, 11:03 PM #2
Why didn't you just buy a Beisemeyer???:confused:
CheersSquizzy
"It is better to be ignorant and ask a stupid question than to be plain Stupid and not ask at all" {screamed by maths teacher in Year 8}
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24th April 2005, 11:16 PM #3
'Cause you did twice as good a job as you intended to?
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24th April 2005, 11:18 PM #4
Yep.
Yesterday I installed a few (7) plastic imitation timber venetians for daughter #3 and her new hubby.
Firstly I arrive at their place, and he in his most helpful mood (and he is a nice sort of bloke) had all his tools laid out on the dining room table which was a great thought esxcept for the depth of his kit:
One maglite (small)
One 3 metre tape
One Phillips head screwdriver (rusty) - actually one of those from a VW tool kit where you could flip end for end before it rusted up.
One cheap and broken Multi tool on which only the pliers worked.
THAT'S IT!!! :eek: :eek: :eek:
Of course the blinds don't actually fit any window, so a few measurements and home to make some support pelmety things...(115 K's each way - sigh!),
Cut, shape to match architraves, spray lacquer, screw brackets on complete with mounting screws ready to go, and back.....another 80 minute drive, forty minutes of installation, shorten them all over the next hour and a bit.... and blow me down ....it's dark outside!!! :eek:
I know just how you feel Grunt, and I'm not even going to go anywhere near today!!
Cheers,
P
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24th April 2005, 11:26 PM #5
Because you're a girly programmer
And not a proLast edited by RETIRED; 26th April 2005 at 09:09 PM.
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24th April 2005, 11:32 PM #6
Its Murphy's second law
"Work expands to fill the time available"
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25th April 2005, 10:35 AM #7
Get one of them T.V. 'experts' in. They seem to be able to do the most complicated jobs very quickly, like installing a complete kitchen in about 15 minutes!
Jack the Lad.
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25th April 2005, 10:45 AM #8Member
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You need to use the old rule of thumb, that is if you don't know what you are doing multiply it by 5.
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25th April 2005, 10:47 AM #9Member
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I meant to say multiply your origonal estimate of time by 5
DanielMy advice is rarely any good, but is free to use at your own risk.
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25th April 2005, 11:16 AM #10Originally Posted by bitingmidgeBob Willson
The term 'grammar nazi' was invented to make people, who don't know their grammar, feel OK about being uneducated.
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25th April 2005, 12:30 PM #11
Midge,
Sounds as though that son-in-law needs to be told that the honeymoon is over Time to get his butt down to Bunnings and shoulder the responsibilities of married life. You might need him to finish off a few projects for you in later years
Rocker
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25th April 2005, 12:35 PM #12
Maybe it takes twice as long because we are only half as smart and half as fast as what we think we are! Oh no, that would make it 4 x longer.
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25th April 2005, 01:25 PM #13
It takes twice as long because we never factor the essentials into planning a job.
For instance.
Driving in a nail.
Three blows (it's been a long day). About three seconds.
BUT
You need to allow half an hour to find a nail.
A second to realise it's the wrong size.
Five minues convincing yourself to use it rather than drive half an hour to Bunnies to buy a pack of ten.
One second to stand it in place on the job.
A minute trying to reach the hammer which is 2.54 cm outside your reach.
One second for the mishit which sends the nail spinning into the shavings on the floor.
Half an hour of searching for the rotten thing on the floor during which time you start having fantasies about the wonderful range and helpful staff at Bunnies.
Half an hour to recover from the Bunnies fantasy and to convince yourself that you probably don't need medical attention just yet but decide that you'd better monitor such delusions in case they develop a tendency to become a horrid reality that would threaten you very ....
Thirty seconds for a deep breath.
Three seconds to drive in the bloody nail.
One minute starting in disbelief at this mild, steel, retaining device that proves to be exactly 1.25 mm too short to do the job you wanted it to.
Half an hour for the drive to Bunnies.
One hour attempting to find the correct nail in a packaging format that you might be willing to hand over some of your diminishing financial resourses for, but it is a positive hour as you realise that your earlier Bunnies delusions have their own natural cure - Bunnies.
Half an hour to drive home.
Half an hour for a cuppa, extended to an hour because that beaut fishing show started on tele while you were sipping.
Ten minutes attempting to get the first nail out.
One minute contemplating the destoyed piece of timber.
Thirty seconds deciding to replace the piece of timber.
Fifteen minutes going through your timber supply only to find that you have no timber the same thickness as the original but do have some that would do the job but is thinner.
Thirteen minutes attempting to open the &^%$%# packaging that Bunnies put their nails in.
Five minutes attempting to find all the spilt nails among the shavings on the floor.
Three seconds to drive in the nail.
One minute staring at the job and realising that, thanks to the thinner timber, the nail is too long ... and that the first one would have been perfect.
Two seconds to turn off the shed lights.
One minute to lock the shed door.
One minute walking back into the house and to the fridge.
One minute finding your seat, turning on the tele and opening the first of the two beers you took from the fridge.
One minute to clean up the first beer.
Five minutes of arguing with your son about what to watch on tele.
Fifteen minutes drinking the second beer.
One minute returning to the kitchen.
One second to realise that the simple repair job you started just after lunch is still in the shed whereas you now need the rotten thing here in the kitchen, right now because it's time to cook dinner and ...
And my Dad wonders why I never get anything done.
Cheers
Richard
I'm exhausted
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25th April 2005, 01:30 PM #14Because you're a girly programmer
And not a pro
Last edited by RETIRED; 26th April 2005 at 09:10 PM.
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25th April 2005, 01:56 PM #15Originally Posted by BobWillson
Originally Posted by Rocker
I've got the other one in training today, blunting all my tools again!!
But it's fun.
I think I'll start the other one with some sharpening lessons!
Cheers,
P
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