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Bollocks. I'd get on to Tesco head office anyway. Jobsworth knobjockey. I'd be utterly amazed if 'the manager' had barred a customer for something so trivial.

We have a grand total of ONE PERSON banned from the store I work in and he is a serial thiever (not cereal thiever) and general scroty little jock strap who likes to mouth off a lot. It takes a lot to get "Barred" status at our store, we're picky.

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In 10 years working for Woolyworths the only people who were barred were some nasty bastard Scouse shoplifters, oh and a kid with downs who used to nick 7" singles by shoving them down his pants.

 

Certainly woulnt turn a customer away a couple of minutes before closing - stores have weekly sales targets to hit or head office get all arsey.

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Actually, while I'm on the subject of Tesco, I had the misfortune to be there at work this afternoon (hence why I am now drinking), where there were the usual mong customers, but one stood out today.

 

A fella dropped a bottle of beer in front of the self serve tills, no problem I thought, it happens, so I go and grab a mop and brush and start cleaning it up. I get all the "WET FLLORZ BEWARR" signs out, get sweeping, and this dumb slag moves one of the signs (that I had cunningly placed to block entry to the tills) and stands right in the pool of beer and broken glass and tries to use the tills while I'm sweeping it up. Oh yeah, she's wearing SANDALS. WHAT A FUCKTARD. I politely point out that she might want to wait, as there's broken glass (nevermind the fact that I was trying to clean it up) and she barged in anyway. SO, I slowly backed her into a stack of lucozade and mopped beer over her feet. Ooops. VERDICT: MORON.

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Hey A5, I had to mull over your wee anecdote because I can see both sides of this. I've worked in supermarkets and it's a PITA when people come in and try to do a massive shop a minute before closing time.

 

That said...

 

1. You knew what you wanted and weren't doing a big shop,

2. The shop wasn't actually closed. If it was closed they'd lock the door and have security see each customer out. The tills were also on and people were still being served (see also 'strange definitions of last orders' at your local pub).

 

The last point is a bone of contention for me, as I had several screaming rows with customers twixt our locked front door. They'd call me a lazy bastard jobsworth because we'd 'shut early' and they 'only wanted cigs'. Quite hard to do that when all the tills are off, the door's locked and the cig box is shuttered up. And when it's 10.05 and we shut at 10. No twatface, I don't care if your watch says it's 5 to 10. And so on....

 

On the subject of closing hours \ arrival times, I fell out SPECTACULARLY with the area manager at the Co Op because he said I used to arrive late on Mondays. The traffic for a 9 am start was bollocks and I was leaving 2 hours early and still not getting in on time. Would he move the shift to a 7 start when the roads were dead and when they desperately needed people to unload stock? Would he hell.

 

It got to the point where he arrived to give me a disciplinary only to be 20 minutes late....because of traffic. He honestly couldn't understand why I thought he was a prick. I made a point of setting my watch on the GMT signal and starting precisely at xx:xx:01 on all other shifts. Something which infuriated him when I sat reading a paper in the stock room 5 minutes before my shift started and I refused to pick some rubbish up before then.

 

Manager Twat: Can you pick this stuff up for me Jon?

Me: No, my shift doesn't start for another 5 minutes.

Manager Twat: Well my watch makes it on the hour.

Me: Well my watch says it's two minutes to and I set it on the GMT signal. So I'll carry on reading my paper ta very much.

 

I went out of my way to annoy him because of the aforementioned row over starting times. He used to repeat 'by the book' to the point of being dogmatic. That I chose to take him on this vis a vis shifts was nothing to do with me and all to do with the fact he was an orange petty bastard.

 

He then tried to get me done for stealing stock even though I paid for the item before I went on my lunch and had CCTV footage to back it up. I walked out in the end because he wouldn't back down over it, even though Loss Prevention said he was talking shit.

 

Being barred is fun. I got barred from the King's Ransom in Sale once because I apparently looked at the door staff 'in an odd way'.

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Sounds llike you came out of that one as the undoubted winner :?

What can you do? He was an area manager and I was a lowly CSA.

 

I wasn't the one fabricating charges against staff for no reason. Besides, he got my back up and I had another job waiting for me anyway. I heard he got sacked a few months later for misconduct. I can't think how anyone could have thought that of him, honestly........ :roll:

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Cyclists.

 

Normally I am incredibly tolerant of other road users no matter what their mode of transport. But today a mahoosive bunch of cyclists on a charity fun run really managed to boil my piss.

 

Not only content with riding down a no stopping clear way (with a 60 limit) four abreast - one lycra clad twattet pulled into the middle of the road to prevent any traffic over taking her. Anyway eventually I got past them only to catch up with them later on whilst taking my mother out to dinner - this time they were doubling back on themselves and decided that they would take up all the fecking road.

 

So Im waiting by some parked cars on my side of the road for a space big enough to pull round and pass (would any of the four abreast cunts pull in? Oh fucking no), just as I set off three of the spandexed cunts pull past me on the inside nearly getting themselves squidged between my bumper and the parked cars.

 

Even the marshalls by the traffic lights seemed powerless to control them - as the lights went to red still they came through the lights at Kirkham.

 

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I got caught up in this shit today, too. Now, I'm not against cyclists, but it was the sheer disorganisation of the event that made me rant. There were packs of cyclists on a busy road which had slowed the traffic right down. There was no way of overtaking simply because there were too many cyclists to ride in single file, but there were still some cocks who were dodging round the outside and inside of the traffic. My major grump, though, was that there were NO marshalls whatsoever, and so the car/bus/truck drivers were just doing their best to keep moving. IMO it's a real surprise there wasn't a serious accident.

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I reckon you need to keep a loudhaler in the car for shouting at cyclists, its no good stopping and punching them, or trying to squash them with your car, its more bother than its worth all that lot. Just wind the window down and lean out the window yelling abuse to get your message across. It'll make them feel like theyre in the tour de france as well, so everyone wins. Use a citroen BX estate with a couple of old Raleigh Grifters on the roofrack for added effect and chuck some Perrier at them as you go past. Proper job.

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Car problem #2:

I changed the thermostat on the Astra. The old one was stuck open, and here's me suspecting that it's keeping the engine cold all the time and the oil isn't 'performing' at optimum temperature. So, new one on, and I take it down the motorway. Get five miles and it's starting to struggle - I notice the noise is getting worse. Pull off at a junction, and it's squealing, scraping and knocking. There's smoke coming from the bonnet, so I switch it off, wait for the green light, then try to start it - it's seized. It starts, and drive it into the Little Chef car park next to the junction, and it just stops in the spot. I take the rocker cover off, and there's smoke coming from every orifice. Realised I hadn't brought a thing out with me, so walked the 5 mile home.

 

UPDATE! Towed car home with the -shittest- tow rope in the world. It snapped 6 times! It ended up four foot long!

 

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Think it's terminal.

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^ LOLZ! ^

The lycra twats were racing on the A1 again this morning, however I was too mellow* to even be arsed to shout at them or honk angrily at the marshalls.

 

 

*See also: half asleep. "Relentless" and "Benson & Hedges Silver" are not good for you in the long term, but better than slamming into the armco at 70mph after a night shift in Donny.

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Manager Twat: Well my watch makes it on the hour.

Me: Well my watch says it's two minutes to and I set it on the GMT signal. So I'll carry on reading my paper ta very much.

Last year I worked three evenings a week delivering pizzas.

 

Arrive at 6pm.

 

Boss: Where have you been?

Me: Hunh?

Boss: You have to be in at 10 to 6 to get ready for your shift!

 

I didn't get this, I started, and got paid from, 6pm!

:roll:

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Manager Twat: Well my watch makes it on the hour.

Me: Well my watch says it's two minutes to and I set it on the GMT signal. So I'll carry on reading my paper ta very much.

I didn't get this, I started, and got paid from, 6pm!

:roll:

Something I have never understood - woolies, got paid from 9am to 5.30pm - had to be there early to fill the tills with the float, let the staff in and open up from 9am.

 

Nursing, start a shift at say 7am paid from 7am, but have to be there before 7am.

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Co op took me to task about that too, in my call centre days. Their shitty PCs would take a good 15 minutes to fire up and I simply could not be arsed turning up early because they were too tight to fix 'em up. I would log-in to the phone system on time and go into "aftercall work" untill the dinosaur dragged it's decrepid arse into action.

 

That, and doing the same with 2~5 minutes to go before clocking off. No way inhell I was taking a call with 2 minutes to go, fuckers. Especially if they wouldn't let a minute or two slide first thing.

 

Union confirmed they've no legal powers to insist you arrive early to "prepaire", btw.

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People who shouldn't be allowed to drive anything bigger than a Smart car along country lanes. Like, for instance, the woman today in the Vectra who, seeing me approaching at the ludicrously dangerous speed of 35mph, stopped dead with about 3 feet between her car and the edge of the road. Then gave me a dirty look as I passed her with about 2 inches to spare, albeit with two of my wheels dusting the verge.

FFS, grow some fecking spatial awareness, you dozy bint!! Why the hell should I have to take evasive action just because you don't have a clue how wide your own car is??!!! I wouldn't mind if this only happened now and again, but practically every day I have to avoid someone who seems to think their car is about 8 feet wide, and forces me to drive up an embankment/slam on the brakes to avoid a wall. :evil:

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Dutch bloke asking more questions about the 635. He appears to think it's road legal even though the ad states that it isn't. Now he wants to know how to insure it so he can drive it to Holland.

 

Tried explaining twice that I could take it to Hull for him, but it wouldn't be cheap using an SD1 as a tow car, that it's a 400KM round trip, that I'd have to rent a trailer to do so and that he'd have to pay all my costs beforehand.

 

Arrgh.

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People who shouldn't be allowed to drive anything bigger than a Smart car along country lanes. Like, for instance, the woman today in the Vectra who, seeing me approaching at the ludicrously dangerous speed of 35mph, stopped dead with about 3 feet between her car and the edge of the road. Then gave me a dirty look as I passed her with about 2 inches to spare, albeit with two of my wheels dusting the verge.

FFS, grow some fecking spatial awareness, you dozy bint!! Why the hell should I have to take evasive action just because you don't have a clue how wide your own car is??!!! I wouldn't mind if this only happened now and again, but practically every day I have to avoid someone who seems to think their car is about 8 feet wide, and forces me to drive up an embankment/slam on the brakes to avoid a wall. :evil:

i know what you mean

 

i often use a farm road near my house, its narrow but a car and truck can pass each other easily, i ve noticed recently its getting used for the school run and on friday some bint in a people carrier, on her phone, decided i would move out of her way if she turned her lights on as she approached, in the centre of the road. i pointed out of my window to her side of the road mouthing MOVE OVER - she dropped her phone slammed on her brakes then got out and shouted at me "you are an accident waiting to happen" as i passed her at 20 mph. (still plenty of room for me to pass, even with her door open) i stopped, got out and took a photo of her nasty van with windows, and the huge gap before the grass verge. i await the tit-headed knock on the door so i can offer my evidence.

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Friend who still works at my old place brought me a photo copy from the local newspaper Friday.

 

Was about an old manager who was a bit of a knob from the day he started, thought he was the business and was always trying to tell us (different department) what to do.

 

Anyway he disappeared after the 2nd to top boss saw him on cctv miss using his time and "body" while in his office... :?

 

As is usual at the company when anyone is thrown out, IT scamper along and take their pc/laptop away within seconds.

 

 

So according to the paper he was in court for "kiddie porn"... :evil:

 

Sick bastard. :x

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Friend who still works at my old place brought me a photo copy from the local newspaper Friday.

 

Was about an old manager who was a bit of a knob from the day he started, thought he was the business and was always trying to tell us (different department) what to do.

 

Anyway he disappeared after the 2nd to top boss saw him on cctv miss using his time and "body" while in his office... :?

 

As is usual at the company when anyone is thrown out, IT scamper along and take their pc/laptop away within seconds.

 

 

So according to the paper he was in court for "kiddie porn"... :evil:

 

Sick bastard. :x

thats management for you - always odd, sometimes dangerous

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Dutch bloke asking more questions about the 635. He appears to think it's road legal even though the ad states that it isn't. Now he wants to know how to insure it so he can drive it to Holland.

 

Tried explaining twice that I could take it to Hull for him, but it wouldn't be cheap using an SD1 as a tow car, that it's a 400KM round trip, that I'd have to rent a trailer to do so and that he'd have to pay all my costs beforehand.

 

Arrgh.

Just block him from bidding Pete. You did put UK only in the listing too I take it?

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Still have nightmares about exporting a damaged 4x4 to Iceland. It was an absolute pita from start to finish, mostly due to the same reasons you're experiencing Pete.

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The miserable twat on another department who told me "I'm off on lunch, I'll put you onto someone else" when I had a customer on the line. He then proceeded to send me to completely the wrong department. I'm not normally vindictive, but since I had to make excuses to cover his laziness I dually dobbed him in

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