Afternoon.
Ok, lets go.
Work on Wednesday was interesting. Serve a customer as normal (well, as normal as you can get in that place), I shout, "who's next please?" (The 'Cashier Number 1, please' buttons have stopped working). Man in the queue clutches his chest and keels over. Not the best start to a shift ever really. Anyway, the ambulance was phoned. Now, when you phone an ambulance, they ask you where you are. Surely "Sainsbury's at Jacksons on Princes Ave" should be sufficient. It gives the road, and the location. Oh no. "Can you be more specific please?" "Ok, he's lying near the feminine hygiene products, one of his legs is resting against a stack of Stella and the other is kind of dangling between shelves." It's the only bloody Sainsbury's on the street, how hard can it be to find? It's not like its a massive road either! And surely the ambulance people who have some idea as to where it is anyway! Stupid.....Anyway, ambulance arrived (only took 2 minutes, can't have been that hard to find!) and took the poor chap to hospital. Last I heard he was doing alright.
Weather. How ridiculous does it want to be? Last week was bloody brilliant weather. Wall-to-wall sunshine, gentle breeze and just general niceness. Monday started the same, only to be interrupted by what can only be described as snow. What??? How? Why? I liked the sun! Sure, snow can be fun if it settles, but iff all it does is turn you into a snowman and ruin a perfectly good Subway sandwich, then it aint that great.
This country is on it's arse. Sorry to say, but it is. it's too PC, there's oo much of a 'gang culture' in big cities, and there are just things that make me either cringe or burst out laughing when i read them. For example: (From the BBC) "A couple living near the Alton Towers theme park in Staffordshire have told the High Court it is still too noisy." What? What the bloody hell do you expect, YOU LIVE NEAR A THEME PARK! I'm sure it was there before you moved in, it didn't just spring up one night, did it? You din't look out of the window, admiring the view, and suddenly BAM! 5 rollercoasters, some waltzers and a castle spring up. That didn't happen! In fact, there has been amusements on the site for over 100 years. And the noise level is apparently only 55 decibels, which, in my limited knowledge of noise, isn't a fantastically large amount. Apparently they have "Complained about the shrieksfrom people enjoying the theme park's white knuckle rides" I'm sorry but what do you expect them to do? "You are about to ride the Oblivion. Dare you experience the world's first vertical drop rollercoaster. Oh, and don't scream when you go down the drop, otherwise Mr. and Mrs. Roper will be round again, complaining about the noise" Takes the shine off a bit don't you think? If you don't like the noise, MOVE AWAY! I'm sure there are some thrill-seeking nutjobs who would love to live near it. Idiots.
Ok, that's it for now, later!
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