Lunchbreaks
I walked into a garage today. I had to fight my way through the queue to the tills just to get into the shop. This annoyance was compounded by my having to push between a fat ugly woman & a spotty yoof in a hoodie.
I grabbed me a sarnie & spotted that the tills were fully manned. 4 people in fact. “Can’t blame them for being busy then” I thought as I joined the queue. Normally I’d be frothing at the mouth for having to queue but as I’d already decided to forgive them as the tills were fully manned, I simply stood there & shuffled forward like a good little sheep.
Oh OK, there was a hottie in front of me & I can’t be pissed off AND a pervert at the same time. Of course, the moment hottie was off - so were all the bets. I couldn’t help but notice that there was only ONE person at the till now. So I asked the gimp at the counter where the others went “Urrr, they on there lunch now cos its lunchtime innit” the ginger scrote replied. I briefly considered punching the greasy little fuck in the nads but it was Friday & Friday is for forgiving (and alcohol).
It did leave me pondering though - surely the managers in the service industries that are busiest at meal times should time their staffs lunchbreaks to fall outside of those busy periods. Imagine if a restaurant sent its staff on lunchbreak between midday and 2pm?
Still, if people were capable of common sense then I wouldn’t have fuck all to whinge about would I?
