Working in Canada on a three month job, 6 of us including a rather snobby Team Leader/
We were working 6 or 7 days a week 12 to 14 hour days, so to say we were hungry at the end of the day is an understatement. Started going out as a team but after a while you get fed up after seeing the other Guys at work all day and then going out for a meal after work, so inevitably we started going our own ways.
The team Leader was always on about how he liked Past and "why don't we go out for an Italian" well the Carpenter informed him quite politely that after a hard day at work he didn't fancy eating wallpaper paste, so that klled the conversation stone dead for starters.
Any how occasionally we all got invited to eat out at some of the office staff's house's, one particular time the Boss of the offices we were converting asked us out, or rather asked the Team Leader, if we would like to go round to his Gaff for a meal one evening, well it was free so we all agreed.
Imagine our dismay when we got there to find that the TL had been asked what we would like to eat? you've guessed it Pasta was the main course, to say we weren't happy was the subject of discussion, but being nice blokes we never said anything, this chap's Wife said She was going to get some Salad, that's better I thought, Tomatoes, Cucumber etc the normal stuff you get at Home, well no not really, I think we were all surprised at how many different types of Lettuce you can get, pudding was fresh Strawberries wit Balsamic Vinegar, not really up to our usual Pallet of Bacon Sandwiches and Maccy Dees, bluudy horrible it was.
After saying our thanks and how nice the meal was we all trooped off to our Truck to go back to the Hotel, the Chippy said to the TL can we stop at the Burger Joint on the way home because we were all starving, and after a hard days work Wall Paper paste and Lettuce leaves just didn't cut the Mustard, quite outspoken he was, well we described as Plebs, Cretins, uneducated and lots of other Metaphors , by the TL, to say he was disappointed in our reaction, was again, an understatement, he never asked us again if we wanted to go to an Italian restaurant again.
Sorry for the long thread just thought you might find it funny. How the other half live.
We were working 6 or 7 days a week 12 to 14 hour days, so to say we were hungry at the end of the day is an understatement. Started going out as a team but after a while you get fed up after seeing the other Guys at work all day and then going out for a meal after work, so inevitably we started going our own ways.
The team Leader was always on about how he liked Past and "why don't we go out for an Italian" well the Carpenter informed him quite politely that after a hard day at work he didn't fancy eating wallpaper paste, so that klled the conversation stone dead for starters.
Any how occasionally we all got invited to eat out at some of the office staff's house's, one particular time the Boss of the offices we were converting asked us out, or rather asked the Team Leader, if we would like to go round to his Gaff for a meal one evening, well it was free so we all agreed.
Imagine our dismay when we got there to find that the TL had been asked what we would like to eat? you've guessed it Pasta was the main course, to say we weren't happy was the subject of discussion, but being nice blokes we never said anything, this chap's Wife said She was going to get some Salad, that's better I thought, Tomatoes, Cucumber etc the normal stuff you get at Home, well no not really, I think we were all surprised at how many different types of Lettuce you can get, pudding was fresh Strawberries wit Balsamic Vinegar, not really up to our usual Pallet of Bacon Sandwiches and Maccy Dees, bluudy horrible it was.
After saying our thanks and how nice the meal was we all trooped off to our Truck to go back to the Hotel, the Chippy said to the TL can we stop at the Burger Joint on the way home because we were all starving, and after a hard days work Wall Paper paste and Lettuce leaves just didn't cut the Mustard, quite outspoken he was, well we described as Plebs, Cretins, uneducated and lots of other Metaphors , by the TL, to say he was disappointed in our reaction, was again, an understatement, he never asked us again if we wanted to go to an Italian restaurant again.
Sorry for the long thread just thought you might find it funny. How the other half live.
