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“Pay Peanuts, Get Monkeys: Why Your Cheap Decisions Cost You Later”

  • Writer: Sharon "The Alarm Bell" Styles
    Sharon "The Alarm Bell" Styles
  • Jun 2
  • 3 min read

Updated: Jun 3

pay peanuts and you get monkeys

Right, pull up a stool, get a pint in your hand (preferably one you're actually paying for this time, Dave), and let’s have a proper chinwag about one of the most baffling British traditions outside of Morris dancing: trying to get champagne service on a flat lager budget.


You’ve heard the saying, “Pay peanuts, get monkeys”? Well, mate, in this country we not only pay peanuts, we argue over them, and then act shocked when we get a bloke with all the professionalism of a baboon on a trampoline.


Case Study #1: Kev the Kitchen Fitter


Take our mate Clive’s kitchen, for example. Clive decides to hire “Kev’s Klassic Kitchens” because Kev’s quote is a full £800 cheaper than any other one on Checkatrade. Never mind the fact Kev spelled “kitchen” wrong on the van and turned up wearing Crocs. Clive thinks he’s bagged a bargain.


Fast-forward two weeks and Clive’s hob is installed upside down, there’s a drawer behind the fridge, and the kitchen tap only produces steam if you whistle Bohemian Rhapsody. Clive’s now had to pay someone else to fix it, and surprise! The repair cost more than the original job.


It’s like buying a £1 umbrella from the corner shop. First gust of wind and it’s transformed into modern art. You laugh, but you’re still wet, aren't you?


The False Economy Olympics


We Brits are world-class when it comes to false economy. We’ll spend three hours on hold to customer service to save 47p. We’ll buy four pairs of £10 shoes that fall apart quicker than a Wetherspoons love story, rather than one decent pair that lasts until retirement.


Our national motto might as well be: “I’d rather save a fiver and spend £200 fixing it later, thanks.”


You’d never go into a pub and ask for the cheapest pint and expect it to taste like a 12-year-old craft ale. No, you get Bitter by Barry, brewed in a garage next to a Kwik Fit, and served warm with a suspicious head.


Yet when it comes to labour, services, or anything requiring even a hint of skill, people lose the plot. "What do you mean it costs more than £20 to paint my entire house, change the boiler, and babysit the cat?"


Low Pay, Low Morale, Low Results


Look, this isn't just about customers being tighter than a crab’s arse in a sandstorm. It's also about the way we treat skilled workers like they should be grateful to eat dirt for minimum wage.


We expect plumbers to have the patience of a saint, the agility of a gymnast, and the rates of a charity shop. And when the job’s botched, we blame them, not the fact we paid them less than the price of a decent haircut.


You don’t walk into Greggs and say, “Can I have a steak bake, but only pay for the flaky bits?” So why treat a sparky like he’s doing you a favour and nicking your biscuits?


The Glorious Exception


Now don’t get me wrong, there are proper diamonds out there. People who’ll do a solid job for fair coin, with a handshake, a smile, and only mild backchat about your dodgy wallpaper. They’re worth their weight in craft beer. And they usually charge what they’re worth, because they’re not daft.


And when you do pay proper money for proper work, something magical happens:

  • The job gets done right.

  • No one dies.

  • You don't spend every Sunday sobbing into your receipts.


The Final Round (With a Positive Twist)


So what’s the moral of the story, you ask, between mouthfuls of pork scratchings?


Don’t be the mug who thinks cheap is cheerful. Cheap is temporary. Skilled is sustainable. You wouldn't let your Auntie Linda do your root canal because she once watched Holby City. So don't get budget Bob to tile your roof because he has a ladder and access to YouTube.


Next time you need a job done, whether it’s fixing the loo, designing a logo, or putting up a shelf that doesn’t resemble abstract art, ask yourself: Would I trust this person with my house, my kids, or my pint? If the answer’s “no,” then cough up the cash, mate. Quality doesn’t come from the bargain bin.


You don’t have to break the bank. Just don’t break your common sense.


Cheers to paying fair, living smart, and avoiding monkey business.

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