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Ok, so the General Contractor desides to show up in my house today in a foul mood over someone else, and figures since i'm the "quiet type" on my work sites I should bear the brunt of his frustration over the Siding dude whos still not done, nor anywhere around.

Anyway, about a split second into his tirade, which saw every configuration of the "F" word used, some in ways I hadn't even heard as a truck driver, I simply said
"Option A or option B ?
He looks at me with a weird look.

I said "Dont care wich one ya chose, but trust me, ones commen in about 3 seconds."
An exchange of words took place then when I told him he was about to go through teh door either

Option A - He could shut up and leave
or
Option B - I was about to toss his vulgar mouthed ass out through said door.

He figured I was serious when I started getting down off my stilts, and like the typical mouthy spinless gunt 99% of General Contractors with God attitudes are, he chooses to walk at a brisk pace out the door on his own, looking over his shoulder hurling another verbal tirade at me.

Too bad he was busy watching me, and not where he was walking.
See
Idiot had come in trough the garage, and left through the front door.

The front door has a deck ramp at a 45 degree angel for walking up and down.



Unfortunatly the siding guy had a long pole with a pump jack sticking out from it right about the 5'5" foot level.

As Mr Tough Ass was hurling insults at me, he didn't hear me scream, "Watch your head!!"

When he went over the enge of the ramp the steep angel took him by surprise, and as he picked up speed he turned his head just in time to see his forhead make contact with said aluminum pump jack while traveling at a slow run/brisk walk down a 45 degree gang plank.

Needless to say I did come to look at him when he hit the ground, kinda funny watching his fat ass go horizontal for a split second, then fall perfectly vstright out to the ground.

and as he lay there bleeding, he looked up at me and said "WTF???"


to which I replied













"If you'd have been wearing your hard hat that wouldn't have hurt"

Then proceded to laugh so ****en hard I nearly pizzed my self.

This was one of them days it felt good to be alive ROFLROFLROFL

wow.

what is this i don't even

Don't **** with the quite guy.

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being quiet is the best way to go thru life and become many times happier.

Every dog has his day.

nice story.

proves what I've always thought; a bad temper is a character flaw and weakness that can be manipulated and nothing good ever comes from it.

That's freakin hilarious!

NICE.

ROFL

This thread is worthless without MS paint pictures of the event...

I had a boss like that when i was a painter. He had a bad day, put his hands on me, and at some point i found a ball peen hammer.
I told him there was two ways he was leavin that day. One was on a strecher & the other was on his own two feet.

you could have heard a ****in pin drop from 100 yards away.

pussies.

Not true. I for one have a terrible temper(****ing irish!) and its allowed me to punk some fools who thought they were tough.

did you try to get his dates number?

Guy deserved it, funny.

Curious though, was the pump jack ok?

What he's not telling you is that the ball peen hammer was given to the boss...you know, just to give the guy a fighting chance.

guy wanted to be my best friend after the fact. fuggin bullies.

I rage, therefore I am! :cuss: :mad:

Oh, well. The guy just flipped himself off!

nice :clap:

Nice. I like it when life treats a douchebag like the coyote in a Roadrunner cartoon. Boing! Sprang! Klonk! Thud!

You must be a very scary clown. Clowns don't frighten me, Mime's however are a different story. Mime's are just pure evil. I would definitely run away from a Mime.