Neighbourly wanker
We had just moved into Linbox Towers and I was stood outside having a fag when one of my new neighbours shouted a "hello, how's it going?" over the fence. To which I answered that the move had gone fine, but where the vendor had removed a washing machine from the downstairs bog, they'd obviously loosened something, because there was a bit of a drip. "Not a problem", says the new neighbour, "I'm a plumber, give me a couple of ticks and I'll pop around".

He was a boring wanker and managed to drag a 3-minute job out for about 5 cups of coffee and half a pack of my B&H. But it was a nice, neighbourly thing to do.

Next morning, he posted an invoice through the letterbox.

Cnut.
( Linbox has a serious dunk habit, Fri 24 Oct 2008, 19:13, 2 replies)

I hope you didn't pay
He had no legal right to any money at all. If an agreement was not made that it would be a paid job, where a quote was given and accepted, then he can't invoice you just because he happens to be a plumber.
(EuroSong I love horse meat: best of all the animals, Fri 24 Oct 2008, 20:28, closed)

I'd have wiped my arse on it
and posted it back through the door, with a bill for 5 coffees and a pack of fags. What a twunt.
(randomstupidname would really like this signature field to be bigge, Fri 24 Oct 2008, 21:31, closed)