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The Great British Public (pg. 2)
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| Mike_Foyle |
i used to work in halfords. and i swear to god this is completely true and unexaggerated. some smelly chav twat came in with his "appollo excel" which he bought from halfords for £70 (one of the cheapest bikes you will ever hope to find new)... and was like "my bike broke, can i have a refund?".. his forks were bent backwards about 30 degrees, his whole bike was covered in mud and one of his wheels was near enough folded in half. also he has plastered his bike in random ty stickers and torn the original ones off... anyway..
i said: how did you do that?
he said: i went off some jumps init..
i said: its not designed for that, if you do that you are not covered by the warrenty, nor are you covered by the warrenty if you rip the original stickers off it.
he said: nah nah, i dint go off any jumps or nuffink i was just riding along and it like broke init.
i said: you just said you did jumps on it
he said: nah i nevar, dont be bein tight mush.
i said: yes you did, im sorry but there is no way that your bike would end up looking like that if you were just riding along.
he proceeded to threaten to "bang me out" and then eventually after talking to me for about 10 minutes he left (leaving his bike at halfords) and said "in keep it init".
he then came back the next day with his dad and asked for it back.. ing absolute bellend. i hated working in retail. i dont care what anyone says, customers are always wrong... |
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| dj_cuba |
| quote: | Originally posted by Mike_Foyle
i used to work in halfords. and i swear to god this is completely true and unexaggerated. some smelly chav twat came in with his "appollo excel" which he bought from halfords for £70 (one of the cheapest bikes you will ever hope to find new)... and was like "my bike broke, can i have a refund?".. his forks were bent backwards about 30 degrees, his whole bike was covered in mud and one of his wheels was near enough folded in half. also he has plastered his bike in random ty stickers and torn the original ones off... anyway..
i said: how did you do that?
he said: i went off some jumps init..
i said: its not designed for that, if you do that you are not covered by the warrenty, nor are you covered by the warrenty if you rip the original stickers off it.
he said: nah nah, i dint go off any jumps or nuffink i was just riding along and it like broke init.
i said: you just said you did jumps on it
he said: nah i nevar, dont be bein tight mush.
i said: yes you did, im sorry but there is no way that your bike would end up looking like that if you were just riding along.
he proceeded to threaten to "bang me out" and then eventually after talking to me for about 10 minutes he left (leaving his bike at halfords) and said "in keep it init".
he then came back the next day with his dad and asked for it back.. ing absolute bellend. i hated working in retail. i dont care what anyone says, customers are always wrong... |
haha, that's some funny mike :stongue:
Chavs are always the worst to deal with along with people who start yakking on their mobiles when you are trying to serve then, or people who yank out newspapers from the middle of the stack so it s up the rest of the pile. I could go on forever so I'll stop here ;) |
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| Tim Shady |
| Working in a pub means you don't just get to deal with normal everyday nobheads, but drunken nobheads too! |
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| Readmylips |
when he came back the next day with his dad did he get a refund?
some guy called me 'mush' the other day on the train. didnt have a clue what he was on about. |
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| DJ Mikey Mike |
I wasn't allowed to use the tills in Tesco's after I told a custmer to ' off you bellend.' I didn't get sacked. Infact I got promoted to Stock Controller; and then a few months later to Trainee Duty Manager. Let that be a lesson to the morbid er.
Working in retail is probably the worst area of employment I should personally be doing, as it only fuel's my loathing for society on a whole, and lets face it, i'm not exactly a tolerant person. Some of the spastics that come in to my store just make my blood boil. A couple of days ago some ugly pikey with teeth missing, fully suited in Kappa, and who had probably just been next door at the post office collecting his giro, comes barging in with his mates. He pushes in front of everyone too get a look at the cigarettes located behind the tills, subsequently blocking a middle aged woman with a heavy basket from being able to get to the checkout. He was obviously trying to scope out the cheapest brand, and when asked to 'move please' starts to go off on one. ing gypsy, it's these kind of warts on society that make me sick. |
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| Synthesia |
I think it may (for some part) have to do with the great weather, the routinised day to day life, the city stress. The further south you go the more smiles you tend to see on people's faces (Spain for example). Its not just in Britain people look moody but a lot of northern countries. Its quite sad really...
Another reason for this may be that there is no excitement in their lives, they don't enjoy their work, they don't look forward to the next day...they have nothing to look forward to in the weekend, they don't know how to have fun anymore, enjoy a party. And this is something I think a lot of clubbers do have...for many it is a chance to let out their weekly stress.
Also the fact that many clubbers (specially the tranzy minded peeps) people are quite open-minded, clubbing & drug culture, etc.
I know I'm generalising a lot here but I think in many cases this may be some sort of clarification.
Thing is one would even start feeling uncomfortable feeling jolly and in a happy mood or a little more active than the average person in the street with the looks you'd get from some of these people. |
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| dj_cuba |
| quote: | Originally posted by Tim Shady
Working in a pub means you don't just get to deal with normal everyday nobheads, but drunken nobheads too! |
It's a damn good job I don't know where you live tim, otherwise I'd have to come round to your house and slaugher you in cold blood. Then burn down your house and dance on your grave for that terrible terrible picture in your avatar. Rise up and rebel my brothers!!
j/k :D :D ;) |
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| Mike_Foyle |
| quote: | Originally posted by DJ Mikey Mike
I wasn't allowed to use the tills in Tesco's after I told a custmer to ' off you bellend.' I didn't get sacked. Infact I got promoted to Stock Controller; and then a few months later to Trainee Duty Manager. Let that be a lesson to the morbid er.
Working in retail is probably the worst area of employment I should personally be doing, as it only fuel's my loathing for society on a whole, and lets face it, i'm not exactly a tolerant person. Some of the spastics that come in to my store just make my blood boil. A couple of days ago some ugly pikey with teeth missing, fully suited in Kappa, and who had probably just been next door at the post office collecting his giro, comes barging in with his mates. He pushes in front of everyone too get a look at the cigarettes located behind the tills, subsequently blocking a middle aged woman with a heavy basket from being able to get to the checkout. He was obviously trying to scope out the cheapest brand, and when asked to 'move please' starts to go off on one. ing gypsy, it's these kind of warts on society that make me sick. |
there are too many chavvy little s in the uk. i dont like it. they are all between the age of 11 and 22 as well. i dont know what happens to them after that age... the only comparison to their behavior that i can think of is primates. they are like much more primitive versions of us. i was thinking that the other night as i watched some football holligans dancing down the street like tards screaming and shouting abuse at nothing... there was no one there apart from them and they were just going "in s, you, ill in spark ya"... and singing in that way that they do.. u know like delibrately missing every note by miles, all in an ugly choral quartet, as loud as they can, arms round each other and falling around all over the place, delibrately jumping in front of cars making them stop and hoot their horns, then waving their arms about going "in what mush" as if the driver was being unreasonable by stopping and hooting them. then they'll see some chick walking home with her boyfriend, and go "in hell love, wudnt mind a bit of that init, wot u doin wif dat dick-edd".
ok im done.. seriously though there is too much of that kinda where i live. i live in the centre of leicester, which is just chocablock with chavs over the weekends, all of them walk right down my road on their way too and from the pubs and bars in town, so i get it every night from about 8 pm to 4 am. anyway thats completely off the point as we are talking about miserable customers, but every opertunity to belittle chavs will be taken as i ing hate the s. |
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| Mike_Foyle |
| quote: | Originally posted by Readmylips
when he came back the next day with his dad did he get a refund?
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absolutely not, he got a earful of abuse from my equally as chavvy manager!! :D |
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| dj_mdma |
| quote: | Originally posted by DJ Mikey Mike
I wasn't allowed to use the tills in Tesco's after I told a custmer to ' off you bellend.' I didn't get sacked. Infact I got promoted to Stock Controller; and then a few months later to Trainee Duty Manager. Let that be a lesson to the morbid er.
Working in retail is probably the worst area of employment I should personally be doing, as it only fuel's my loathing for society on a whole, and lets face it, i'm not exactly a tolerant person. Some of the spastics that come in to my store just make my blood boil. A couple of days ago some ugly pikey with teeth missing, fully suited in Kappa, and who had probably just been next door at the post office collecting his giro, comes barging in with his mates. He pushes in front of everyone too get a look at the cigarettes located behind the tills, subsequently blocking a middle aged woman with a heavy basket from being able to get to the checkout. He was obviously trying to scope out the cheapest brand, and when asked to 'move please' starts to go off on one. ing gypsy, it's these kind of warts on society that make me sick. |
down with tesco's!!!:whip: :mad: |
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| shades_of_gray |
| quote: | Originally posted by Mike_Foyle
there are too many chavvy little s in the uk. i dont like it. they are all between the age of 11 and 22 as well. i dont know what happens to them after that age... the only comparison to their behavior that i can think of is primates. they are like much more primitive versions of us. i was thinking that the other night as i watched some football holligans dancing down the street like tards screaming and shouting abuse at nothing... there was no one there apart from them and they were just going "in s, you, ill in spark ya"... and singing in that way that they do.. u know like delibrately missing every note by miles, all in an ugly choral quartet, as loud as they can, arms round each other and falling around all over the place, delibrately jumping in front of cars making them stop and hoot their horns, then waving their arms about going "in what mush" as if the driver was being unreasonable by stopping and hooting them. then they'll see some chick walking home with her boyfriend, and go "in hell love, wudnt mind a bit of that init, wot u doin wif dat dick-edd".
ok im done.. seriously though there is too much of that kinda where i live. i live in the centre of leicester, which is just chocablock with chavs over the weekends, all of them walk right down my road on their way too and from the pubs and bars in town, so i get it every night from about 8 pm to 4 am. anyway thats completely off the point as we are talking about miserable customers, but every opertunity to belittle chavs will be taken as i ing hate the s. |
best way to spot a chav, they are all wearing ing Lonsdale! |
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| Synthesia |
| quote: | Originally posted by Mike_Foyle
they were just going "in s, you, ill in spark ya"... and singing in that way that they do.. u know like delibrately missing every note by miles, all in an ugly choral quartet, as loud as they can, arms round each other and falling around all over the place, delibrately jumping in front of cars making them stop and hoot their horns, then waving their arms about going "in what mush" as if the driver was being unreasonable by stopping and hooting them. then they'll see some chick walking home with her boyfriend, and go "in hell love, wudnt mind a bit of that init, wot u doin wif dat dick-edd". |
*laughs*
Reminds me of the good ol' days in UK :stongue:
Leicester does seem quite bad though doesn't it..from what I've heard from others and seen myself the times I went to Passion @ Emporium :crazy: |
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