Just a bunch of run down, beaten down, slapped down, broken down, shot down, hung down, put down, and kicked around Isle of Man immigrants who've been beaten up, tied up, chewed up, blown up, hung up, screwed up, messed up, held up, and told to shut the fuck up.
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Customer Service…
I have just been to the Sarnie shop to get a bite to eat. There were only two of us in the queue and the fella in front was being served.
There are 4 girls that work in the shop, and I am on saying hello terms with a couple of them, so I thought I’d be in and out in no time….
Was I bollocks?
The three other girls were stood out the back, but in plain view chatting, leaving the one girl to serve.
They even walked past a couple of times and said Hello, but then just carried on to the backroom chatting…
God I was steaming angry….
It just get’s my goat.
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