i quietly fume at the lack of reliability of some people not turning up on time and the inconsiderate nature of some humans. But then totally nod in understanding when said person eventually turns up for a five minute job that philosophically i could do myself if i watched enough youtube videos, but in reality would likely inadvertently open a hole to another dimension where some creature emerges to, if not eat my soul, then at the very least cause enough damage to require some other tradie that i'll have to wait for again the next day.
Yes, as a non handy person it's the risk of inadvertent alternate dimension opening, or demon summoning, or waking eldritch beings or elder gods that has me reliant on people who know WTF they're doing. Occasionally these people are either friends or married to friends, which makes things easier.
I've always been close enough to the front door, or had an office upstairs at the front of the house. At the moment we have a doorbell. However, we lived in a regional area of NSW for a long time, and now in Victoria, and the biggest advantage appears to be that things happen quickly, tradies organise a time and let you know when they're on their way or will be late. Maybe your problems are part of the big city attitude.
Same with having to see a specialist. You can get an appointment in good time in most cases.
As a fellow work from homer, I benefit from not having a bond villain style lair at the back of the home to lurk in, just an average home office that's well within hearing distance of the front door.
My challenge is that my work is very meeting heavy, so I often have to excuse myself from a meeting and then run to the front door to meet the courier/tradie/visitor that's just arrived. I don't suffer so much from the split attention as the context switching of interruptions
Have you considered a remote doorbell thingie? Button at the front door, wires to home office, ringer thingie in home office? Being a flat dweller for many years we just have the visitors buzz at the front door to the building, and the buzzer was loud enough to wake the dead.
being a teacher I consider the deeper repercussions of our education system and how few of those -here's how you fix something or make something skills - are not considered any sort of priority.
"Part of the problem is that my office is down the back of the house, and of course, the tradies always need to come to the front" ....yeah not really a problem I face when I am working from home - its just not that big.
What do normal people—do when they’re stuck at home waiting for tradies? They lose their fkn minds. People take a day’s leave off work, which costs them a day’s pay or a day’s recreation leave, because the tradie said they would be definitely there on Wednesday morning and they just don’t turn up and don’t bother to let you know.
A little ironically, tradies were just about the first group to take up mobile phones en masse. They all had the brick on their hip. But to actually ring you to advise that “sorry, things have come up and I won’t be able to make it” just really rarely happens.
It’s a case of demand exceeding supply here. A friend moved from Canberra to Brisbane and was shocked by the unreliability of tradespeople not turning up when they promised. In Canberra, he said, if the tradie said they would be there at 7am, you could be pretty assured, if you looked out the window at 6:50am, the tradie would be sitting outside in their vehicle waiting for the clock to tick over to 7.
i quietly fume at the lack of reliability of some people not turning up on time and the inconsiderate nature of some humans. But then totally nod in understanding when said person eventually turns up for a five minute job that philosophically i could do myself if i watched enough youtube videos, but in reality would likely inadvertently open a hole to another dimension where some creature emerges to, if not eat my soul, then at the very least cause enough damage to require some other tradie that i'll have to wait for again the next day.
Yes, as a non handy person it's the risk of inadvertent alternate dimension opening, or demon summoning, or waking eldritch beings or elder gods that has me reliant on people who know WTF they're doing. Occasionally these people are either friends or married to friends, which makes things easier.
I've always been close enough to the front door, or had an office upstairs at the front of the house. At the moment we have a doorbell. However, we lived in a regional area of NSW for a long time, and now in Victoria, and the biggest advantage appears to be that things happen quickly, tradies organise a time and let you know when they're on their way or will be late. Maybe your problems are part of the big city attitude.
Same with having to see a specialist. You can get an appointment in good time in most cases.
As a fellow work from homer, I benefit from not having a bond villain style lair at the back of the home to lurk in, just an average home office that's well within hearing distance of the front door.
My challenge is that my work is very meeting heavy, so I often have to excuse myself from a meeting and then run to the front door to meet the courier/tradie/visitor that's just arrived. I don't suffer so much from the split attention as the context switching of interruptions
Have you considered a remote doorbell thingie? Button at the front door, wires to home office, ringer thingie in home office? Being a flat dweller for many years we just have the visitors buzz at the front door to the building, and the buzzer was loud enough to wake the dead.
being a teacher I consider the deeper repercussions of our education system and how few of those -here's how you fix something or make something skills - are not considered any sort of priority.
"Part of the problem is that my office is down the back of the house, and of course, the tradies always need to come to the front" ....yeah not really a problem I face when I am working from home - its just not that big.
What do normal people—do when they’re stuck at home waiting for tradies? They lose their fkn minds. People take a day’s leave off work, which costs them a day’s pay or a day’s recreation leave, because the tradie said they would be definitely there on Wednesday morning and they just don’t turn up and don’t bother to let you know.
A little ironically, tradies were just about the first group to take up mobile phones en masse. They all had the brick on their hip. But to actually ring you to advise that “sorry, things have come up and I won’t be able to make it” just really rarely happens.
It’s a case of demand exceeding supply here. A friend moved from Canberra to Brisbane and was shocked by the unreliability of tradespeople not turning up when they promised. In Canberra, he said, if the tradie said they would be there at 7am, you could be pretty assured, if you looked out the window at 6:50am, the tradie would be sitting outside in their vehicle waiting for the clock to tick over to 7.