You wouldn’t read about it, well thats sort of a lie cause you are now.
After driving from Sydney to Rockhampton (3200km / 35hrs) to deliver 4 cabin kits for a DIY gig, I was deadset driving over the Sydney Harbour Bridge, salivating over my first Great Northern beer (QLD rubbed off on me). I get a missed call from the customer (I knew it was coming). “Um how much for you guys to come back up and install, its just a bit daunting”.
To be fair I was sort of expecting the call, as much we say its easy to build the cabins for someone that hasn’t done it before and already hates doing flat pack, it can be daunting. I called back and insisted it was pretty straight forward and to have a crack.
So basically we had driven the backyard cabin kits (walls, ceilings, windows, doors, roofing and yellow tongue) up but obviously the owner needs to decide what base to put it on and supply and construct. So this is on Thursday and we are wanting to be up there Tuesday to get them in ASAP. Let not forget how tired we are after driving and trying to think the game plan out is tough even without truckie lag!
Anyway we are booked.
Materials - check
flights and AirBnB - would be reasonable if we had booked well in advance
Car rental - check
board shorts, sunscreen, stubby holder - check
Anddddd you wouldn’t believe it after re scheduling current customers that were in the diary, pushing Bunnings Trade Rockhampton to the limit to organise the materials before Monday. The customer calls me on Sunday lunch when I am at a Xmas lunch telling them about the job ahead and says “Abort” we had a falling out with the land owner and aren’t allowed to build the cabins. So now back on the express cancel everything I had paid for!
Just another day in the life of a cabin builder