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Hey guys, does this count,
I work full time (office on my property though) made the guys working on my house homemade chicken salad (on homemade honey-oat bread) chips, coleslaw with toasted almonds and blackberry cobbler (made from blackberries I grew and froze)and a thermos of sweet tea.
Linda
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This thread is cracking me up - so true, so true. A couple of months ago 8 dozen chocolate chip cookies got me a grading crew of 4 guys who loaded a dump truck with wet mud from my driveway demolition, put down 3 or 4 yards of road base in its place and compacted it ready for concrete. Yesterday a plate of brownies got me a road crew with a truck of asphalt and a roller/compactor to fill the 6" gap between my new driveway and the street. Tonight's menu is baby back ribs and pumpkin pie; anybody want to cut a couple of tree roots back for me in my front yard? ;-)
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Nick,
you sound just like the guys at work. They reckon I need worming ( I'm 6' tall and 154 pounds ).As for blue eyed devil. you silly man, never bite the hand that feeds you.Lisa you bribing crews with cookies reminds me of a mate of mine who is a concreting contractor. He repeatedly got this same concrete truck driver on his sites. This guy was as surly and ignorant as they come. Totally uncooperative untill one day my mate gave him a carton of beer after a pour. Well, he said since then this bloke has been Mr.cooperation himself. Can't do enough for him, even gets out of the truck and helps barrow and screed, doesn't book them waiting time or extra water for the mix.
Regards
Mark
*My wife likes St. Johns and thinks going to town is flying to Paris, so I don't bitch she works instead of making me lunch. I just pray she doesn't want to stay home.P.S. St. Johns for the more fortunate is a clothing line. Think high end and double it.
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Made a deal with my 9 year old daughter to make me lunch every day in exchange for 10 bucks a week .So, now i get all the goodies and cookies i could want and my baby girl gets to save for that new saddle. Added bonus we get to spend our mornings together.
pete 20/20
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I make the breakfasts and lunches for my wife. She makes dinner if she gets home before 8pm.
She has a company that does very well. She's always telling me I can quit working and just retire.
I've got it made I suppose. Just can't sit still long enough to enjoy it.
*ATTN: Mark Cadioli.......still wondering what the hell is a "Beetroot & onion" sandwich & now I see that beer comes in a carton down there. Beer in boxes? Think I'm gonna stick with Coronas & Pacifico. Joe
*Joe,and I thought you guys were the inventors of strange sandwich combinations.Do you have beetroot, red , round, comes in a can? I know you have onions. Take a few slices of canned beetroot (beet???? maybe) a few slices of onion ( fresh )and make a sandwich.:). I think you misunderstood about beer. Yuk beer in a carton!! No our beer comes in bottles and cans, four 6 packs to the carton, a recognized form of alternative currency down here and I wouldn't mind betting over there also.How about a cheese and honey or a peanut butter and honey sanger( sandwich ) ?Is this thread getting out of line?
*AH! Beets! Canned beets in a sandwich!! Think I was ahead when I didn't know what it was! And yes, Beer is a universal currency. Case is the term here, carton is sometimes what milk comes in. All clear now, Joe.
*MarkNow yer talkin'. . . cheese & honey sanny's, my old 'hitchiking across the country' staple. You and I seem to have remarkably similar stats but you can keep your beetroot and onion. . . do pass the beer though, as long as it's dark ale, the stronger the better!!!No worms in mePatrick
*Mark:Yes, the vegetable is called beets here in US. Can be purchased fresh, canned, or pickled.Frank
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Living in a border town, I'm exposed to a lot of people who speak Canadian. Yes, they have their own language! Their term for case is "two-four", as in 24 bottles to a case.
"Hey, let's go to the Brewer's Retail and grab a two-four, eh?"
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How peanut butter and tomatoe. Round about July the 'maters are fresh from the garden. Makes that PB go down a lot easier. Beer? Guiness or Sheaf Stout, it doesn't get much darker or better than that.
*....peanut butter and tomatoe??Now thats adventureous. sic. Beer also sold in "slabs" here ( 24 to a slab.)mark
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or doesn't she pack your lunch? What, you have to make your own??
Mine packed me a bunch of grapes, a yoghurt, a beetroot and onion sandwich,piece of cake,some biscuits a mars bar and a thermos of coffee.Sometimes she gets up earlier and makes pancakes but I'm a bit wary of them because on occasions she has been known to bury rubber bands in them.
*After I bring my wife coffee and the newpaper I'm allowed to go buy myself breakfast. If she has a day off she'll allow me to bring her lunch. Don't complain though as she makes good money. A wife making lunch? Must be a generational thing that I missed.
*It may be a wife working thing. My wife currently works, but will go part time in April after our second child. After the third she stays home. She truly enjoys making home her job. When she stays home I am told that is when I will get my lunch made for me. When she was home on maternity leave it was truly wonderful. The garden was weeded, the yard was mowed, fresh baked bread and cookie, lots of canning, etc. Those three months went by fast.-Rob
*A "beetroot and onion" sandwich? What the heck is that? Is that some type of wild game? :-)My wife doesn't pack me a lunch. She is hellbent on getting to the office each morning by 7:30am. My lunch comes from the nearest fast food place.
*I must be the luckiest guy around!I love my job (GC)We home school our kids (4)My wife does most of the "teaching"She is a GOOD wife and motherI am extremely proud of the good attitude our kids haveShe packs a lunch for me every day without fail. Usually consists of a sandwich made of whatever was left over from supper last night on homemade bread, chips, fruit, and something sweet (cookies, candy, etc.) Sometimes soup in a ThermosCan't remember the last time I had to buy a lunchShe works hard so we can make it on my income aloneI must be the luckiest guy around!
*Beetroot and onion? Wife packing lunches?You guys took a wrong turn, click your way over to the fine cooking bb. This here is for buildin' talk. Maybe folks over there give a hang what a beet root is. Hey Mark, you must be the guy who was in the jiffy john just before me.Tom
*Hey guys, does this count,I work full time (office on my property though) made the guys working on my house homemade chicken salad (on homemade honey-oat bread) chips, coleslaw with toasted almonds and blackberry cobbler (made from blackberries I grew and froze)and a thermos of sweet tea.Linda
*Hey Linda, Can I work on your house too? The quickest way to a contractor's heart is definitely through his stomach.Pete Draganic
*Yeah Linda, that counts. The only homeowners who are more appreciated than ones who leave for the whole day are the ones who come back at lunch, fire up the barbeque, lay out the burgers, and then leave again. One tries to do really nice work for them.1-2 nights a week, I fix some pasta with steamed veggies or a green salad and/or some fancy cheese and crackers and bring it to my wife if she gets stuck at the hospital while on call. But MD's work longer hours than PE's. (And earn more). -David
*In one of my summer jobs I ran a landscape crew. We did the fine grading and raking for new subdivisions, commercial buildings, etc. Oddly enough these people were home all day which made me wonder how they afforded these large overpriced houses anyways... but I digress.Neighbor A was a typical ass on a power trip. He knew more about everything than anyone else. Things like how topsoil is supposed to be clean and screened without any inclusions such as tiny pebbles or stones, leaf bits, wood chips, other organic material, etc. etc. After 4 straight hours of screaming at us I suggested he go in the house, or better yet leave entirely. We were going to do the same job we always do regardless. If he had a problem with anything we were doing he should call the builder cuz we were a sub (easy cop-out). This guy had children to boot. Future psychopaths for sure. We finished his house in one day.Two doors down at neighbor B we showed up at 6:30 am. Within fifteen minutes there was a complete buffet breakfast on the back porch complete with milk juice, toast, eggs, bacon, etc. How can you be polite and tell this woman to throw it away because we really couldn't help ourselves? We couldn't, so we ate. All day long we had lemonade, iced tea, beer, steak and salad for lunch, etc. We were at this house for three days!! We did anything he asked, planted bushes, edged beds, the grading was meticulous! Swept and washed walks, cleaned up here and there, etc. We all agreed this was the best work we had ever done. We were trying to come up with excuses to stay for day four!! Neighbor A watched all this and just got angrier and angrier. Based on things he shouted at me he hadn't learned anything from that either.The only job we liked better was a builders home in the country. Acres and acres and acres - lots of trees, 105 degrees, very dusty loamy soil. Why was it so good you wonder? Did I mention a literally one acre inground pool, complete with three daughters that sunbathed all day long. Their mother (who spoke only Italian) cooked continuously. It was difficult to swin with three pounds of pasta in your stomach but working in that heat with full stomachs was pure hell. I don't remember where the house is anymore, but if I flew over I'd be able to identify the pool.I guess this raises the question - Why people like Neighbor A think you are any less human or friendly than anyone else? He is the reason my friends father refers to all neighbors as "FN's." Meaning F-ing Neighbors!-Rob
*Attn; Mark Cadioli , That is some lunch. Do you rent a U-Haul every day to bring it to work? Nick
*Hehehe, I pack my own lunch! I made the mistake of criticizing her for packing a baloney sandwhich (with mayo) twenty some years ago. That was my last free lunch!I've packed PBJ's every day since that day, and many days before it! My typical lunch: Four doubledeckers pbj's (light on the peanut butter),two grapefruits,four bananas,a can of soup (healty choice),one bag of fat free crackers, andoccasionaly i'll grab a pear from one of my employees I start eating in the truck, and finish eating on the way home.And I lost 5 pounds because I only eat one plate (usually) when I get home.Yummy!blue, MI framin'"Reality? Is that where the pizza delivery guy comes from?"
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This thread brought a smile to my face as I remembered my father's favorite lunch pack was Peanut Butter & Onion (yes, that's onion as in a big slice of) Sandwiches. My mother made the mistake of purchasing matching Tupperware lunch kits for both of us and more than once I grabeed the wrong one by mistake. When I have kids everyone in the house will have different color coded bags.