I live in Germany where workmen very often work to full satisfaction , but we spent some years in Manchester in the 90s. My husband's firm rented house in S. Manchester, an expensive district and an agency dealt with the house for the owners who were abroad.
I had a long string of workmen sent by them to deal with broken oven doors and fridges which were not cold.
Usually the single man sent by the agency, stood in the kitchen and had no idea what to do. He picked up the oven thermostat which had fallen on the oven floor and asked me what it was? Then he tried to fix a door which he had from another oven.
The next time he said my own fridge thermometer wasn't correct but I gave him a warm joghurt and made him eat it. That convinced him.
They mended the hand shower on the bath with a used shower and when I turned it on to clean the bath, water quirted back up my arm and I was drenched. I really lost my temper, threw down a towel and the front of the bath fell off revealing the dirt and dust underneath.
I have told these stories many times and they are good for a laugh, if you don't have to deal with these men anymore, but I wonder of the owners knew what kind of service the agency was providing.
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