Half the office ordered Wagamama’s for lunch today. They forgot to mention it to me or my IT Support colleagues. I was not happy, and spent a considerable amount of time e-mailing the feast organiser, making her feel bad. My guilt trip worked. I had pity taken upon me, and was bought a chocolate bar. It shut me up.
Sam also bought pizza from Dominos. It tasted a million times better than what everyone else’s Chinese takeaway looked.
I escaped the office this afternoon to attend some customer service course. Here are some of the things I learnt…
- DO smile at the customers – but not in a seedy way, especially at the young women.
- DO try to help customers – but NOT if your customer is trying to kill other customers.
- DON’T tell customers to “fuck off” – even if they are c***s.
- DON’T throw glasses of water onto the customers – unless they’re on fire.
- The customer is ALWAYS right – except when they’re wrong.
Some of these may not be totally true; I think I fell asleep at one point during the course, so don’t fully remember everything. Overall the afternoon was a total let down; mainly because they didn’t give out any free cake. Rule No.1 for any lecturer – if you want respect from your students, feed them cake.
As of this lunchtime today, both are pre-ordered at Game in town. They’re released the final week in September – it’s going to be a long wait until then.
I watched Death Sentence this afternoon. Good revenge-movie, and rather nasty in places. Reminded me of Man on Fire, but instead of Denzel Washington carrying out the killing spree, it was Kevin Bacon.
I don’t want to give any of the plot away, but if you do see it, watch out for the man who gets his leg blown off before being shot in the chest – lovely!
There is the on-going debate on whether or not movies like Death Sentence influence violent behaviour, with many saying there is no connection. Why is it, then, that I have a sudden urge to buy myself a shotgun? :o)
Winning is such a great feeling, and Leeds can’t seem to do anything but win at the moment. Five straight victories in a row, their best start to a season in 34 years, moves them onto an impressive 0 points; that’s right, 0, zero, nil – a lot better than -15! If things continue like this, they’ll receive their inevitable “Champions Status” as early as Christmas.
LIKE THE LEAGUE TABLE, TRESOR KANDOL IS UPSIDE DOWN
There was also success for me in the only Bomberman game of the evening. Last night, I overcame Simon and Watkins’ mind games, to romp home to a deserved and comfortable victory. Championi! Championi! Ole Ole Ole! We could have played more games, but had visited Nando’s earlier that evening, and were made to wait an unusually long length of time. The quality of the chicken also left a lot to be desired – sort it out Senhor Nando!
EASY! EASY! EASY!
Also congratulations to the England football team. They should feel really proud of themselves having beaten Israel; a team whose players keep having their houses and cars bombed. Mind you, Steven Gerrard does live in Liverpool, so it evens things up somewhat. In all fairness, England did play OK and got a much deserved victory. Is it just a coincidence though that they won comprehensively, and Frank Lampard, the fat, eel eating, cockney chav, didn’t play?
THESE HALLOWEEN MASKS GET SCARIER EVERY YEAR
About Me
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You won't discover how to copy PlayStation 4 games. What you will find is a blog, covering life in the West Country, the highs and lows of supporting two unsuccessful football teams, while sharing a house with a wife and rabbit.
All written by a man, somewhere on the sanity-scale between normal and eccentric.
