Nicknames

[seanandruby]

As you know i have gone on about how we label people and have'nt agreed with some terms used eg : horse, skin etc:
Well i throw my hands up to one i came out with. On our job there are about 20 temporary toilet/washrooms. The head cleaner was a bit of a talker, always going on about his work load, no bog rolls delivered, seats broke etc: Complete toilet anorak. He eventually got laid off. Over the xmas i seen him and was telling a bloke at work about it. I said ''i bumped into Dave last week.'' ''Dave who?'' To which i replied ..........''Shit house Dave.'' As the week went on guys were saying: i hear you bumped into SHITHOUSE Dave, how is he ? So i apologise to any one i pulled up about your choice of nicknames. Poor man, what a name to be tagged with for the rest of your days :;): :laugh:

[Carberry]

Reminds me of this joke

The Goat effer An old man walks into a pub in Scotland, his feet shuffling, his back bent.
He drags himself onto a stool and orders a beer. Placing the full glass in front of him, the bartender inquires upon his sad face.
The man answers with a smoky and trembling voice and a Scottish accent:
Ah, tell ya man! This pub, this very pub we're just sitting in. I built it, with me own hands! But do they call me the Pubmaker? Naa!
See the wall over there, that protects our town? I built it, with me own hands! But do they call me the Wallmaker?
And the bridge, you know, that crosses our river, I built it, with me own hands! But do they call me the Bridgemaker?

But I tell ya, man! YOU F*CK ONE GOAT!

[Dave_L]

Shithouse Dave LOL I like that

[lutonlagerlout]

i can picture it in my mind's eye sean ,very funny
we had a brickwork subby ,bobby sheen and all he ever used to say on site was " maintain 10mm" over and over
in the end he was called "10 mill"
LLL

[sussex]

We had Albie(cods eyes) cotter,old world forman,no one ever called him it to his face but every one new him as cods eyes because he did have them sticky out eyes,made worse when he went into one..

[Tony McC]

One of the blokes working for my dad in the early 70s was known as "Show-ders", Lancashire dialect for shoulders, because whenever you asked him *anything*, he just shrugged and said, with a gormless look on his face, "Dunno".

[mickg]

in the early 80's I worked on a house and the 2 guys working facing always coming over asking can they borrow this or borrow that so we named them "have ya" and "canna" - have you got and can na borrow

[Tony McC]

There was a certain blacktop rake-hand who liked to be known as "The Rake Master".

God...I hope he's not reading this!....but whenever he met a new lad on site, especially one who was new to the game, we used to lay bets as to how long it would be before he "casually mentioned" the fact that *the lads*, in fact the whole trade, knew him as The Rake Master. "Frum Rochdale, I yam. That's why they call me t'Rochdale Rake Master. Flat as watter, 'beawt fail" (Lanky dialect - flat as water, without fail)

Now, *the lads* called him quite a few things, but Rochdale RakeMaster was never one of them! He actually believed his own bullshit, and if it wasn't for the fact that he actually was a seriously good rake hand, he'd probably have been lamped by one of his regular gang many years previously!

His skin was permanently greasy with diesel fumes from the brazier, and speckled with flakes of soot, and he always had a half smoked roll-up attached to his bottom lip. Token attention paid to H&S - if nagged, he'd tie an oil-soaked, scrappy, hi-vis tabard around his waist like an oversize belt, and he had calfs like Chris Hoy from working on his feet all day.

He must be well into his 70s now, that's if he's still alive. A diet of red diesel smoke, Golden Virginia and Holt's Ale isn't good for a man!

[lutonlagerlout]

hehe
reminds me of "muck martin" best hoddie i ever saw
must have been 50 in 1990,jet black hair straight out of a bottle and a face like a bag of spanners
but could he graft?
7000 bricks a day up the ladder no complaints
he had a share portfolio
only time we ever saw any emotion was black wednesday when he lost half his money in 1 hit
he was not a happy bunny that day
I dont think i have ever worked with anyone who never had a nickname on site
it goes with the territory
LLL

[Mikey_C]

not on site but my first job out of uni, in an office I was working on a batch of desks with about 4 other guys, who regularly referred to one guy as nutter. Being wet behind the ears, I didn't notice this was never in his presence, so when he walked in one morning and I said "morning nutter" the office cleared. nothing happened mind, so i guess he miss heard me or ignored me.

[Dave_L]

We used to follow some groundworkers on site surfacing the roads and footpath - those stupid plastic square water meter covers? They're crap at the best of time and they gw's never used to set them to the right height etc and surround them properly with concrete.

When the surfacing was laid and the covers weren't quite right, this character "Ken" would always pipe up and say the roller driver had knocked them about after he'd set them to level.

After that meeting he was affectionately known as "Ken the C**t"

His cover setting skills didn't improve - then the company went tits-up, which I have to say was a great shame.

And there was "Millimetre Mick" - a Highways Engineer down in deepest darkest Devon, when we used to surface bridge decks, he's be out with his steel rule and asking "Another 5mm please" :p

[Bob_A]

I know a Johnnie Bignose which is descriptive and also someone called Knobnose. No prizes that his nose looks like a knob.
At work we have a person with the surname of Moorhouse which is pronounced Whorehouse

[dig dug dan]

I have a list of nicknames for past and present customers. Some not so nice such as "fatty redface" and others refer to incidents that may have occured, such as "5 pound pane of glass". In case you wonder, this was the guy who knocked 5 pounds of the bill for a broken pane of greenhouse glass despite us replacing. Don't get me started on "50 pound crisp packet"!

[GB_Groundworks]

we had a labourer know as Salty, he said it was after his liberel application of salt on his chips (like snow) but he was a shrewd old man and a tough figther

we used to have a lad who played colts(under 21s) rugby with us and his nickname was 'no' as his surname was Hope

i go by G on or G.I on site Giles to posh apparently for building sites, tell that my dad from the heart of Gorton lol

[digerjones]

lad i knew, called his girlfreind binteeth. why we asked, because there 1 every yard. bins put out on street = she had big gaps in her teeth.