Why is it then when a customer is presented with an automatic machine to take their money via a credit card, their first reaction is to instantly shove what ever card they are holding into the first slot they come to. In the past three days I have had to rescue three cards from the same machine because people just wander on up and slap a card into it with out a seconds thought. Fuck knows how these people cope with letter boxes, they must keep accidentally shoving all manner of crap through every slit shaped orifce they see.! Truly mad. Wouldn’t like to bend down in front of one of these people if I was a woman.! Next thing you know… WOOOOOF, a Switch card and a set of keys stuffed up your chuff. Honestly, some people.!
Oh hello by the way, bear with me, I am not quite done yet…
And why is it that EVERY person standing in our very busy shop today, looked like someone had just mown their kids down with a Combine Harvester. Cheer up you miserable sods. I was happy enough though, standing on the right side of the counter grinning at grumpy pensioners and smack heads alike.
As you can tell I have had a wonderful day at work. Actually despite having no staff and a big delivery (724 pounds 3 ounces, mother and stock doing fine) I am still in a rather joyous mood. Probably because I have no work for three days and a night out tonight and tomorrow to enjoy. The green nail varnish is on and looking very good I think. Still no sodding eyeliner, beginning to think that the Superdrug staff might have eaten them all (diets are diets I guess, hmmmmm, I am hungry 
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I am off to Hartlepool now to buy some exploding trousers so I shall bid you all farewell and a nice weekend/bank holiday.
ps… if you happen to spot a sponging, hook handed muslim cleric going by the name of Abu Hamza then make sure you DON’T miss him with your car.
Enjoy.!!!