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Over the past three-four weeks, I've been calling a Stairlift Company because
ours got stuck halfway up/down the stairs. The emergency sensor had activated
and "locked" the lift in position on the rail because it thought it was going too fast.
A simple manual winding operation (using a small plazzy handwheel) would have
sorted it out and the brake would have disengaged. Prior to this - the Stairlift
Co. had repaired it at a cost of £300. Then I had reason to call them (thrice),
to come and sort out other snags. These callouts cost a further £35 each. During
the last "Callout" (total time spent attending = about 10 seconds), the prick scooped
up my manual winding wheel and f***ed off with it. THEN the Stairlift locked down and
would not move.
For a period of about two weeks - I was calling this bastard, telling him that I wanted
my wheel back and was always told "Certainly sir.....an engineer will be there at.......
'o clock...."
I was forever on the phone - I was forever being promised that the c*nt would show
up - and was forever being ignored.

Lost the plot and chased him down to his works unit here in Plympton.

It was wide open, and it appeared no fu**er was in. I shouted "Hello? any prick in
there?" a few times, but all I heard was silence.

Went back outside and sat in the motor.

Five minutes later - a head appeared around the door and he was mortified to see
me (ugly and pissed off as sin), clambering out of a small Daewoo Matiz.

He went back inside. I followed and gave him a few minutes of ranting, rage-filled
ex submariner anger at his total lack of consideration for a customer with a f***ed Stairlift.

Eventually - he rifled around in a load of bits and pieces and THREW a replacement
plastic manual winding wheel at me.

Plot lost, and even though I have been slowed down to a f***ing crawl because
of these two tin knees, I successfully managed to deck the f***er before slamming
the door to his works shut unit behind me.

Told 'em at work about it and waited for the phone call.

Area manager got in touch and said "Sorry" - I went off at him as well. Now the proud
owner of a free contract for maintenance for our Stairlift (which is practically a necessity)
and the ignorant bastard had to pay me back three callout charges from his own wallet.

The companies customer base is folk like us..........this prick was given more
than enough chances to correct his mistakes, and didn't.

I think that sometimes, we as fine upstanding English people, suffer way too much
bollocks from those that we pay money to for services that we need. When they
go tits up - it's sometimes f***ing hard graft to get any of 'em to admit their
failings and actually do something about it.

Love'n'Justice,

BillyNoMates

Women who don't listen to you and then bitch at you if you say, "I told you so.", when things go tits up.
The idiots who stop for a conversation, or to get their bearings, smack at the tops or bottoms of crowded escalators.
The numpties who come up to me in M&S and ask, "Have you got this in a..." when it is patently obvious you are not wearing an M&S uniform, indicating the high probability that you don't work there.
Check out girls who never look at you when dealing with your purchases...especially the really fit ones.

Townies (presumably) who walk their dogs in the countryside, pick up their biodegradable dog's pooh in a non-biodegradeable plastic bag and leave it by the path or hang it from a tree. Who do they think is going to pick it up?!

Had another one today. Having to drive through windy Cornish roads to get to work and now the sun is shining, it's wankers who don't know where they're going and slam the anchors on and go past each junction at a crawl while they discuss the merits of turning off or not.

Pull over and suss out where your going FFS, some days I wish I drove a snow plough so I could ram them off the road.

Originally Posted by Bandy_E

Women who don't listen to you and then bitch at you if you say, "I told you so.", when things go tits up.
The idiots who stop for a conversation, or to get their bearings, smack at the tops or bottoms of crowded escalators.
The numpties who come up to me in M&S and ask, "Have you got this in a..." when it is patently obvious you are not wearing an M&S uniform, indicating the high probability that you don't work there.
Check out girls who never look at you when dealing with your purchases...especially the really fit ones.

This happens to me quite often and in Marks and Spencer's in particular. Not long ago, I was in M and S Lingerie looking through various items and a young bloke came up to me with a handful of bits and pieces. He explained to me very earnestly that he was buying something for his girlfriend (this was close to Valentine's Day) and held up an assortment of garments asking if "we" had various matching items and explaining to me the sizes he was looking for and so on. He had obviously had to screw up his courage to approach "a member of staff" for help with this quest and looked very uncomfortable. He looked even less comfortable when I explained that I didn't actually work there and was just shopping.

(No, he wasn't some kind of pervert ...)

Originally Posted by soleil

This happens to me quite often and in Mark and Spencer's in particular. Not long ago, I was in M and S Lingerie looking through various items and a young bloke came up to me with a handful of bits and pieces. He explained to me very earnestly that he was buying something for his girlfriend (this was close to Valentine's Day) and held up an assortment of garments asking if "we" had various matching items and explaining to me the sizes he was looking for and so on. He had obviously had to screw up his courage to approach "a member of staff" for help with this quest and looked very uncomfortable. He looked even less comfortable when I explained that I didn't actually work there and was just shopping.

(No, he wasn't some kind of pervert ...)

Your fuelling fantasies now Sol, what *ahem* items did you select. Just out of curiosity you understand.

you promised you wouldn't tell them Sol.

BBC America, which apart from Doc Who and Top gear, (and some of the 6 nations), is THE worst peice of shit cable channel we have. So when they had a new programme called "Mays road trip" or summit. I said...self, it could be fun. BUT what a feckin wanker May is. OZ Clarke is a bit of a wine snob BUT some of Mays just plain silly childish comments made me shout expletives at the telly....naughty ones as well.

Mans a cunt.