Just another bout of road rage from a rather angry chav in his crappy Corsa, with his day-glo girlfriend in the passenger seat and their unfortunate offspring in the back seat. What he was annoyed at me for was not immediately apparent, but seemingly he was angry because I stopped at a red light which he apparently would have jumped through, even though there was a stream of oncoming traffic whizzing across in front of us. Had he not been straddling my car so close that he couldn't even see my brake lights then he wouldn't have almost gone into the back of me. He expressed his disparagement at my abiding by the laws of the road with a cacophony from his horn and 'wanker' being shouted at me (He couldn't see me, and presume he thought I was a bloke, as a lady I very rarely get 'wanker' shouted at me - and actually if he is implying it is something I do well I would probably take it as flattery)
His outburst did not encourage me to aid his journey in any way - a general note for life is that the moment you loose your temper or become very negative towards anyone they become a lot less likely to want to help you. So when the lights did change to green I pulled away as slowly as possible, ensuring I was in his way at all times. Which I found most satisfying as I watch his own rage grow in my rear view mirror. The world now so full of rage. Unfortunately a gap became available on the inside lane, and he (with his infant in the back of the car and no apparent care for its safety) undertook me on the roundabout and cut in front of me without indication, then deciding he actually wanted to be on the inside lane he veered over to the inside lane, again without indication or checking any of his mirrors and almost went into the side of an unsuspecting Ford Focus.
Well done to this individual for having such rage. Almost causing 3 accidents on one roundabout as well as doing an illegal undertaking maneuver and cutting across 2 lanes without indication or checking your mirror at all. No regard for your families life, in an old Corsa with a rubbish safety rating which would've disintegrated on impact if the Focus hadn't hit the brakes to stop you colliding into the side of him. You just managed to put your child and partners life in danger 3 times in less than 5 minutes. Unfortunately it may take a collision for you to realize how dangerous your maneuvers are. I seriously hope that when you fuck up (which is enevatable if you keep doing such things) that you do not have your baby in the back seat.
You utter cunt, people like you should be lined up and shot.
Monday, 26 December 2011
Sunday, 25 December 2011
Another year...
The years are short but the nights are long... (RHCP Lyric)
Never a truer word spoken.
Last xmas is like a blink of an eye ago, yet so much has changed in the space between.
Panic Central.
Lost my Grandma <3 RestInPeace xxx
Lost 2 hamsters.
Gained a rabbit.
Lost a job then gained a new one (my partner at least)
Almost financially lost our way.
Almost ditched my beloved car.
Definately a less-good year. Not horrific, it could've been worse, but deffo not amazing :/
Here's hoping with everything crossed that things look up next year. fresh start, fresh job, fresh outlook.
And an amazingly good season for DVD watching as for xmas my DVD collection grew way WAY larger :)
x
Never a truer word spoken.
Last xmas is like a blink of an eye ago, yet so much has changed in the space between.
Panic Central.
Lost my Grandma <3 RestInPeace xxx
Lost 2 hamsters.
Gained a rabbit.
Lost a job then gained a new one (my partner at least)
Almost financially lost our way.
Almost ditched my beloved car.
Definately a less-good year. Not horrific, it could've been worse, but deffo not amazing :/
Here's hoping with everything crossed that things look up next year. fresh start, fresh job, fresh outlook.
And an amazingly good season for DVD watching as for xmas my DVD collection grew way WAY larger :)
x
Saturday, 17 December 2011
If i can't drive, then you shouldn't even be allowed to cycle.
Drivers.
Yesterday we saw the first little bit of snow which managed to lie for about 1 - 2 hours, and its like everyone completely forgot how to drive.
I am not under any illusion that I am an amazing driver. I pitch myself as being reasonably average, a little young and eager occasionally, definitely inexperienced, but rarely cocky about my approach. Having passed my test over 4 years ago and living in the north east of the uk the entire time I have experienced driving in snow/icy conditions before as inevitably every winter it has snowed at least a little. With 4 seasons of minimal ice/snow driving under my belt I feel reasonably capable of judging whether or not i think my driving is up to speck with the severity of weather, or whether i should stay home, or just walk/get a bus to work. I do not like driving in snow, it is possibly the most tense my sphincter gets when driving (over all i would say i enjoy driving and find it quite relaxing and recreationally enjoyable)
ANYWAY, return to point, it snowed a little yesterday, a snow covering of less than 1 inch of very wet snow in the middle of the day which melted instantly. Don't get me wrong, it was slippy but nothing like the 4 - 6 inches of snow we got last year, which we got overnight and awoke to find all the main roads completely blocked up and solid with lethal ice and snow.
In the midst of this minimal covering there were 2 major accidents along tiny the 10 mile route i drove, this caused a massive backlog of traffic in which i then witnessed 3 'almost' accidents caused not through the weather but instead through peoples impatience at having to wait in the traffic.
I could not believe that in one afternoon and very short journey i witnessed so much carnage and pure stupidity on the roads. Utter crazy.
I had even tried to make my self slip 'safely' on purpose in the empty car park by hitting my brakes on an area of snow which had not yet been driven on. I found that last year i was so terrified of slipping it really impaired my driving and my focus, but once i'd had a little skid and knew what it felt like and what to expect from my car that i was not as scared, i could judge gaps better leaving myself enough room to slip a little if i had to and such.
My purposeful skid did fail quite pathetically, hit the brakes felt my traction control flicker ever so slightly (although it did not kick in fully) and i stopped instantly without any loss of traction whatsoever. This is actually not what i wanted to happen, i do not want to have too much faith in my modern cars traction control and ABS to save me if i mess up. I would like to think i could catch myself at least a little.
I would like to share with you what i witnessed, not the large accidents but while sat in the predominantly stationary traffic traveling around 1 mile through durham.
1) Sat at traffic lights. 2 sets of traffic lights feeding into the same line of traffic, so more cars were going through the lights than could fit through the junction then when the lights were changing so it was our turn to move no one could go anywhere because the junction was blocked. This was not the major issue of the incident. There were two cars in front of me, the light was green but no one could move as the junction was blocked. The lights turned red, we went no where. The traffic at the junction eased up and mad a gap enough for a few cars to get through from our set of lights, however the lights were still on red. The car in front of me (a little old knackered Clio with quite a burly man at the wheel)who was second in the queue on this reasonably narrow road surrounded by buildings and with very poor visibility took it upon himself that he was not waiting for the lights to go green, nor for the car in front of him to move forward, moved over onto the wrong side of the road straight into oncoming traffic over taking the car waiting at the junction, hurtling through a red light and straight across 2 lanes on moving traffic who's lights were on green. The moment the clio got too far out into his maneuver to turn back a bus came chugging around the blind corner straight towards the side of the little clio, Bus being forced to hit the breaks and missing the stupid clio by barely an inch, it was truly toe curling to witness.
2) Safely through the lights i now found myself in the same queue of traffic, with the Clio only around 4 cars ahead of me despite his hasty and desperate move to try and gain more ground. On this stretch of road there is public parking down the side of the road, a full row of cars line the road down the left hand side of my car. Completely stationary in the traffic I watch as a suit-wearing business-looking gentleman climbs into his big shiny silver executive looking Audi a little behind me, his bonnet was around parallel with my rear passenger side wheel. He started his car, demonstrating its seamless German engineering, put his lights on and started to drop forward until my poor little Panda was dwarfed in the shadow of his Audi which now lined up with my car. To my horror, he then made a move to start to pull out! Bare in mind it was bumper to bumper traffic and i hadn't moved for over 5 mins. He edged slowly getting closer and closer to grazing the side on my little Italian hot-hatchling as if he expected it to melt out of the way to make room for his apparently superior presence on the road. I looked at the guy and gestured that i could not get out of his way (or even allow him to push in front of me) until the cars ahead moved. He ignored me continued to inch forward, such an unnecessary bully tactic which actually gained him less, as when the traffic eventually moved I was so annoyed at my apparent insignificance that i found it necessary to glue myself to the bumper of the car in front forcing the annoying Audi to hit his breaks so as not to scratch his precious paintwork on me as he was that close. Amazingly, had he indicated and waited i would've let him out. I was pleased to see the 2 cars behind me didn't let him in either having displayed such impatience and employed such bully tactics to try and force his way into the queue.
3) Through this traffic and i hit the source, there had been an accident just off the round about ahead, a lane was closed and the roundabout was chocca. A middle aged lady in a large MPV, (all on her own, no children to transport...but thats another blog) pulled onto the roundabout and had to stop as there was traffic. It happened that she had to stop slap bang in front of the junction myself and a ridiculously large Nissan Navaro (again with ONE bloke in, all on his own) This did not bother me as I was wanting to join the same queue of traffic that had caused the lady to stop in this most inconvenient of positions. - so i was going no where anyway! However the Navara wanted to got right around the roundabout, there was no oncoming traffic and nothing on the roundabout exit he wanted to take to stop him from moving forward...except the MPV Lady who was now blocking him in (I do believe it was a genuine mistake, that as she came around the roundabout she did not realize how far back the traffic was and then just had to stop where she was, inconvenient but a genuine mistake nonetheless) Navara man was not happy, honking his horn and swearing at her through his window. He decided to try and squeeze around the back of her in his ridiculously oversized deer-hunters truck through a tiny gap which i could see was too small for my tiny Panda, never mind that thing he was driving. Almost hitting her, he had to stop, now himself poking out onto the roundabout at a jaunty angle. Pure impatience.
4) AND FINALLY onto the next roundabout, which is a traffic light controlled roundabout. It is hideous and confusing, but i fear this Fiesta knew he was risking it by the speed he hurtled through the red light and into the path of oncoming traffic. This happened a few cars ahead of me, but essentially he should've stopped half way around the roundabout at a red light as the traffic from the next junction on the roundabout was on a green light, and 2 lanes of heavy traffic were crossing straight in front of him. He decided to jump the lights and did it a quite a pace causing multiple vehicles in the lanes he crossed to hit the breaks, which almost caused a pile up as you saw the break lights come on like a mexican wave up the line of traffic. Impatience again.
Driving rant over for now.
Keep your wits about you on those roads out there.
Yesterday we saw the first little bit of snow which managed to lie for about 1 - 2 hours, and its like everyone completely forgot how to drive.
I am not under any illusion that I am an amazing driver. I pitch myself as being reasonably average, a little young and eager occasionally, definitely inexperienced, but rarely cocky about my approach. Having passed my test over 4 years ago and living in the north east of the uk the entire time I have experienced driving in snow/icy conditions before as inevitably every winter it has snowed at least a little. With 4 seasons of minimal ice/snow driving under my belt I feel reasonably capable of judging whether or not i think my driving is up to speck with the severity of weather, or whether i should stay home, or just walk/get a bus to work. I do not like driving in snow, it is possibly the most tense my sphincter gets when driving (over all i would say i enjoy driving and find it quite relaxing and recreationally enjoyable)
ANYWAY, return to point, it snowed a little yesterday, a snow covering of less than 1 inch of very wet snow in the middle of the day which melted instantly. Don't get me wrong, it was slippy but nothing like the 4 - 6 inches of snow we got last year, which we got overnight and awoke to find all the main roads completely blocked up and solid with lethal ice and snow.
In the midst of this minimal covering there were 2 major accidents along tiny the 10 mile route i drove, this caused a massive backlog of traffic in which i then witnessed 3 'almost' accidents caused not through the weather but instead through peoples impatience at having to wait in the traffic.
I could not believe that in one afternoon and very short journey i witnessed so much carnage and pure stupidity on the roads. Utter crazy.
I had even tried to make my self slip 'safely' on purpose in the empty car park by hitting my brakes on an area of snow which had not yet been driven on. I found that last year i was so terrified of slipping it really impaired my driving and my focus, but once i'd had a little skid and knew what it felt like and what to expect from my car that i was not as scared, i could judge gaps better leaving myself enough room to slip a little if i had to and such.
My purposeful skid did fail quite pathetically, hit the brakes felt my traction control flicker ever so slightly (although it did not kick in fully) and i stopped instantly without any loss of traction whatsoever. This is actually not what i wanted to happen, i do not want to have too much faith in my modern cars traction control and ABS to save me if i mess up. I would like to think i could catch myself at least a little.
I would like to share with you what i witnessed, not the large accidents but while sat in the predominantly stationary traffic traveling around 1 mile through durham.
1) Sat at traffic lights. 2 sets of traffic lights feeding into the same line of traffic, so more cars were going through the lights than could fit through the junction then when the lights were changing so it was our turn to move no one could go anywhere because the junction was blocked. This was not the major issue of the incident. There were two cars in front of me, the light was green but no one could move as the junction was blocked. The lights turned red, we went no where. The traffic at the junction eased up and mad a gap enough for a few cars to get through from our set of lights, however the lights were still on red. The car in front of me (a little old knackered Clio with quite a burly man at the wheel)who was second in the queue on this reasonably narrow road surrounded by buildings and with very poor visibility took it upon himself that he was not waiting for the lights to go green, nor for the car in front of him to move forward, moved over onto the wrong side of the road straight into oncoming traffic over taking the car waiting at the junction, hurtling through a red light and straight across 2 lanes on moving traffic who's lights were on green. The moment the clio got too far out into his maneuver to turn back a bus came chugging around the blind corner straight towards the side of the little clio, Bus being forced to hit the breaks and missing the stupid clio by barely an inch, it was truly toe curling to witness.
2) Safely through the lights i now found myself in the same queue of traffic, with the Clio only around 4 cars ahead of me despite his hasty and desperate move to try and gain more ground. On this stretch of road there is public parking down the side of the road, a full row of cars line the road down the left hand side of my car. Completely stationary in the traffic I watch as a suit-wearing business-looking gentleman climbs into his big shiny silver executive looking Audi a little behind me, his bonnet was around parallel with my rear passenger side wheel. He started his car, demonstrating its seamless German engineering, put his lights on and started to drop forward until my poor little Panda was dwarfed in the shadow of his Audi which now lined up with my car. To my horror, he then made a move to start to pull out! Bare in mind it was bumper to bumper traffic and i hadn't moved for over 5 mins. He edged slowly getting closer and closer to grazing the side on my little Italian hot-hatchling as if he expected it to melt out of the way to make room for his apparently superior presence on the road. I looked at the guy and gestured that i could not get out of his way (or even allow him to push in front of me) until the cars ahead moved. He ignored me continued to inch forward, such an unnecessary bully tactic which actually gained him less, as when the traffic eventually moved I was so annoyed at my apparent insignificance that i found it necessary to glue myself to the bumper of the car in front forcing the annoying Audi to hit his breaks so as not to scratch his precious paintwork on me as he was that close. Amazingly, had he indicated and waited i would've let him out. I was pleased to see the 2 cars behind me didn't let him in either having displayed such impatience and employed such bully tactics to try and force his way into the queue.
3) Through this traffic and i hit the source, there had been an accident just off the round about ahead, a lane was closed and the roundabout was chocca. A middle aged lady in a large MPV, (all on her own, no children to transport...but thats another blog) pulled onto the roundabout and had to stop as there was traffic. It happened that she had to stop slap bang in front of the junction myself and a ridiculously large Nissan Navaro (again with ONE bloke in, all on his own) This did not bother me as I was wanting to join the same queue of traffic that had caused the lady to stop in this most inconvenient of positions. - so i was going no where anyway! However the Navara wanted to got right around the roundabout, there was no oncoming traffic and nothing on the roundabout exit he wanted to take to stop him from moving forward...except the MPV Lady who was now blocking him in (I do believe it was a genuine mistake, that as she came around the roundabout she did not realize how far back the traffic was and then just had to stop where she was, inconvenient but a genuine mistake nonetheless) Navara man was not happy, honking his horn and swearing at her through his window. He decided to try and squeeze around the back of her in his ridiculously oversized deer-hunters truck through a tiny gap which i could see was too small for my tiny Panda, never mind that thing he was driving. Almost hitting her, he had to stop, now himself poking out onto the roundabout at a jaunty angle. Pure impatience.
4) AND FINALLY onto the next roundabout, which is a traffic light controlled roundabout. It is hideous and confusing, but i fear this Fiesta knew he was risking it by the speed he hurtled through the red light and into the path of oncoming traffic. This happened a few cars ahead of me, but essentially he should've stopped half way around the roundabout at a red light as the traffic from the next junction on the roundabout was on a green light, and 2 lanes of heavy traffic were crossing straight in front of him. He decided to jump the lights and did it a quite a pace causing multiple vehicles in the lanes he crossed to hit the breaks, which almost caused a pile up as you saw the break lights come on like a mexican wave up the line of traffic. Impatience again.
Driving rant over for now.
Keep your wits about you on those roads out there.
Friday, 16 December 2011
My festive plee...be nice your sales assistants
Hello inter-web type world and welcome to my first personal blog. I have/had arty blogs, myspace, facebook, twitter, youtube, flicker, ebay, amazon, dawanda and even my very own website...but i guess theres never enough ways to express yourself!
As for all my other social networking or selling space addictions, they all have other purpose's. In this blog i intend to bleed out all the un-edited and vicious opinions of me, myself, my day, my job my life. Depending on my mood.
SO lets kick this off with some festive hatred. I work (as my day job) in retail. In a chocolate shop as an assistant manager, i would never say that it is the worst job in the world, it really isn't. But my god it can be soul destroying in so very many ways.
Firstly, I have a degree in Graphic Arts:Illustration as well as various BTEC's, A-Level and other qualifications in fine art, life drawing, graphic drawing, animation and ceramics. I never claim to be top of the class or amazing at what i do, but i passed every course and completed them with at least a 'merit' or better. Baring this in mind, imagine my despair as i spend my day wrapping boxes and icing chavv-y baby names onto chocolate models and then having to ask the delinquent 15 year old mother if SHE is happy with MY artistry (Not all customers are like this...just to ease you in i will point out to start with when i am aversely stereotyping in a very sarcastic way to give more impact to my waffling)
SO now you have a little bit of an idea about me and my line of work, lets get to what i originally came to moan about specifically today...
Today is Friday 16th December 2011, slap bang in the middle of the 2 worst weeks to find yourself working in retail. Everyone is feeling the christmas pressure, everyone is looking for the bargain, feeling rushed, feeling the money-type-pinch, impatient, rude and moaning about the weather. Unfortunately it is also the 2 week period which are BY FAR the busiest for shops, i gather our store takes something like 1/3 of its ENTIRE YEAR's takings in the month of december alone. Meaning that as a retailer queues are inevitable as is the fact that you may run out of what people want, or more often than not don't even have what they want in the first place.
If you have not had the (a-hem)pleasure of working in retail throughout this busy period, then please please please I beg of you, don't be mean or horrible to the staff. We really are doing the best we can with what we have been provided.
We are DRAMATICALLY underpaid. I would support strikes - and do support strikes of all these important workers such as nurses/doctors etc. They do good work and should be paid well and fairly. Unfortunately in our shop there is no union, and no one to go to to complain about the work load, underpaid, lack of breaks etc.
At xmas we open at 8am and close at 6pm, anyone who can add up can see that this is a 10 hour day. Within which i am supposed to get two paid 10 min breaks (one in the morning and one in the afternoon) and 1 hour unpaid lunch. Within this bare in mind that if we open at 8am I need to be there a minimum of 30mins before we open in order to turn all the tills on, count the cash, count the safe, check the banking figures from the previous day add up and nothing has been half-inched. And imilarly on a night, we close at 6pm then i have to spend 1/2 an hour counting the cash/takings/safe/floats etc and often leave at around 6:30.
In addition we do 'shop alone' working, so on a morning you never get your 10min break as there simply are no other staff on the shop floor with you to cover the till while you have your entitled break. Then over lunch time (11 - 3 ish) is our busiest period, and as we are so massively understaffed it is physically impossible to take a full hour lunch, if i get 20mins i consider it a good rest. By 3pm the shop is so empty and decimated by the inconsiderate customers who seem incapable of putting things back where they picked them up from that it takes you the full last 3 hours to restock and tidy the shelves.
SO in summary, i work 11 hours, miss both of my 10 min breaks, rarely get lunch, am on my feet, up and down stairs the entire time, with no regular toilet breaks and for this day i get paid for 8 hours. That is it. 8 hours of pay, pay which is not much above the rock bottom minimum wage. (perspecive for all you workers in other areas of work that is about £56 a day for an 11 hour day BEFORE tax and national insurance deductions) Also not that the majority of retailers do NOT provide parking facilities for staff, have you ever parked in a town centre for 11 hours? (its not cheap!)
Here is my plee, be nice to your sales assistants, consider that the may have been there since before you got out of bed and may not have even had chance for a cup of tea for sustenance. We will be there until long after you're home and warm. We work weekends and bank holidays as well as weekdays. for most of us Christmas day itself will be our only day off within the 2 week period around xmas and a lot of us will be straight back into work on boxing day with no proper time to rest or recoup. We sacrifice our lunch's and breaks and personal time to try and serve you quicker, and more efficiently over this extra busy period.
Please do not take out your rage on us, we do not want you to have to queue, we do not want to run out of the things you want. Imagine you gave up your personal time to try and serve as quickly as possible and all you get is a customer shouting and complaining at you for something which is completely out of your control. It is so very and extremely disheartening, soul destroying, frustrating and infuriating.
My plee, for this last week i have to work, is please please please be nice to your sales assistants.
As for all my other social networking or selling space addictions, they all have other purpose's. In this blog i intend to bleed out all the un-edited and vicious opinions of me, myself, my day, my job my life. Depending on my mood.
SO lets kick this off with some festive hatred. I work (as my day job) in retail. In a chocolate shop as an assistant manager, i would never say that it is the worst job in the world, it really isn't. But my god it can be soul destroying in so very many ways.
Firstly, I have a degree in Graphic Arts:Illustration as well as various BTEC's, A-Level and other qualifications in fine art, life drawing, graphic drawing, animation and ceramics. I never claim to be top of the class or amazing at what i do, but i passed every course and completed them with at least a 'merit' or better. Baring this in mind, imagine my despair as i spend my day wrapping boxes and icing chavv-y baby names onto chocolate models and then having to ask the delinquent 15 year old mother if SHE is happy with MY artistry (Not all customers are like this...just to ease you in i will point out to start with when i am aversely stereotyping in a very sarcastic way to give more impact to my waffling)
SO now you have a little bit of an idea about me and my line of work, lets get to what i originally came to moan about specifically today...
Today is Friday 16th December 2011, slap bang in the middle of the 2 worst weeks to find yourself working in retail. Everyone is feeling the christmas pressure, everyone is looking for the bargain, feeling rushed, feeling the money-type-pinch, impatient, rude and moaning about the weather. Unfortunately it is also the 2 week period which are BY FAR the busiest for shops, i gather our store takes something like 1/3 of its ENTIRE YEAR's takings in the month of december alone. Meaning that as a retailer queues are inevitable as is the fact that you may run out of what people want, or more often than not don't even have what they want in the first place.
If you have not had the (a-hem)pleasure of working in retail throughout this busy period, then please please please I beg of you, don't be mean or horrible to the staff. We really are doing the best we can with what we have been provided.
We are DRAMATICALLY underpaid. I would support strikes - and do support strikes of all these important workers such as nurses/doctors etc. They do good work and should be paid well and fairly. Unfortunately in our shop there is no union, and no one to go to to complain about the work load, underpaid, lack of breaks etc.
At xmas we open at 8am and close at 6pm, anyone who can add up can see that this is a 10 hour day. Within which i am supposed to get two paid 10 min breaks (one in the morning and one in the afternoon) and 1 hour unpaid lunch. Within this bare in mind that if we open at 8am I need to be there a minimum of 30mins before we open in order to turn all the tills on, count the cash, count the safe, check the banking figures from the previous day add up and nothing has been half-inched. And imilarly on a night, we close at 6pm then i have to spend 1/2 an hour counting the cash/takings/safe/floats etc and often leave at around 6:30.
In addition we do 'shop alone' working, so on a morning you never get your 10min break as there simply are no other staff on the shop floor with you to cover the till while you have your entitled break. Then over lunch time (11 - 3 ish) is our busiest period, and as we are so massively understaffed it is physically impossible to take a full hour lunch, if i get 20mins i consider it a good rest. By 3pm the shop is so empty and decimated by the inconsiderate customers who seem incapable of putting things back where they picked them up from that it takes you the full last 3 hours to restock and tidy the shelves.
SO in summary, i work 11 hours, miss both of my 10 min breaks, rarely get lunch, am on my feet, up and down stairs the entire time, with no regular toilet breaks and for this day i get paid for 8 hours. That is it. 8 hours of pay, pay which is not much above the rock bottom minimum wage. (perspecive for all you workers in other areas of work that is about £56 a day for an 11 hour day BEFORE tax and national insurance deductions) Also not that the majority of retailers do NOT provide parking facilities for staff, have you ever parked in a town centre for 11 hours? (its not cheap!)
Here is my plee, be nice to your sales assistants, consider that the may have been there since before you got out of bed and may not have even had chance for a cup of tea for sustenance. We will be there until long after you're home and warm. We work weekends and bank holidays as well as weekdays. for most of us Christmas day itself will be our only day off within the 2 week period around xmas and a lot of us will be straight back into work on boxing day with no proper time to rest or recoup. We sacrifice our lunch's and breaks and personal time to try and serve you quicker, and more efficiently over this extra busy period.
Please do not take out your rage on us, we do not want you to have to queue, we do not want to run out of the things you want. Imagine you gave up your personal time to try and serve as quickly as possible and all you get is a customer shouting and complaining at you for something which is completely out of your control. It is so very and extremely disheartening, soul destroying, frustrating and infuriating.
My plee, for this last week i have to work, is please please please be nice to your sales assistants.
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