Self-Described Dumb Fencer Gives Concreter A Free Inspection, Finds Fall Meant To Reach The Drain Has Instead Opened A Swimming Pool

"Isn't it meant to go all the way to the drain and not be a fucking swimming pool?" That is the technical review a bloke in an orange shirt and a bucket hat delivered to the trade from the edge of a fresh slab, and not one concreter has been able to answer it.

He opened by saying he is not a concreter. He closed by calling himself a dumb fencer. In between he did what the finishers, the supervisor and the spirit level all failed to do, which was look at the water and notice it wasn't going anywhere. The fall was poured to go to a drain. The drain is sitting there with nothing to do while the slab holds a puddle you could baptise someone in.

A linehand who has seen plenty of slabs sat down on the pump hopper and said it's the most qualified opinion ever given by a man who rules himself out of the conversation. "Fall is a belief system on some jobs," he said. "You pour it with faith and the water decides whether it's real."

Plumbers are reportedly drafting a quote for a snorkel. Pool builders have asked if the depth is negotiable.

The fencer's final ruling was "probably meant to be like that." It is the first time in history that line has been used correctly.