Jobsworths
All over the world there are little people following the rules and being arsey because, let's face it, it's fun.
Tell us about your experiences with petty jobsworths, or, if you are a petty jobsworth, tell us how much you get off on it.
( , Thu 12 May 2005, 9:53)
All over the world there are little people following the rules and being arsey because, let's face it, it's fun.
Tell us about your experiences with petty jobsworths, or, if you are a petty jobsworth, tell us how much you get off on it.
( , Thu 12 May 2005, 9:53)
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Sports Shop in Miltion Keynes
My brother, his wife and two kids come up from Kent to visit me. For some reason the conversation moves to both my brother and myself needing new trainers.
Since they've never been to MK before and seen our lovely shopping centre, I offer to take them all up town and treat them to dinner.
Finally found a large out of town sports store with loads of dirt cheap decent trainers - great we thought. Oh dear, Saturday afternoon and one 16 year old shop assistant in the shoe department.
This young lad is doing his best with a queue of about 15 people hovering with one left shoe (have you got these in a 7?) and so on.
The lad doesn't seem to realise that he could take more than one shoe off the customers and wonder out back looking for them in one go... so instead he deals with one customer at a time. While customer is thinking about the pair he's just tried on, shop assistant just stands there - looking into space. Meanwhile my sister in law has found a pair for herself and quite fancies some for the kids too...
After about 30 minutes, we wonder out of the store... on the way past the cash desk I see FIVE staff members with bugger all to do standing around chatting. Feeling sorry for the poor kid up the back, I tell them about the queues for shoes.
Their total lack of interest still makes me cringe as all five of us walk out of the store with still no interest from the staff even after pointing out that we want to buy about £200 worth of shoes...
No apologies whatsoever.
( , Tue 17 May 2005, 23:53, Reply)
My brother, his wife and two kids come up from Kent to visit me. For some reason the conversation moves to both my brother and myself needing new trainers.
Since they've never been to MK before and seen our lovely shopping centre, I offer to take them all up town and treat them to dinner.
Finally found a large out of town sports store with loads of dirt cheap decent trainers - great we thought. Oh dear, Saturday afternoon and one 16 year old shop assistant in the shoe department.
This young lad is doing his best with a queue of about 15 people hovering with one left shoe (have you got these in a 7?) and so on.
The lad doesn't seem to realise that he could take more than one shoe off the customers and wonder out back looking for them in one go... so instead he deals with one customer at a time. While customer is thinking about the pair he's just tried on, shop assistant just stands there - looking into space. Meanwhile my sister in law has found a pair for herself and quite fancies some for the kids too...
After about 30 minutes, we wonder out of the store... on the way past the cash desk I see FIVE staff members with bugger all to do standing around chatting. Feeling sorry for the poor kid up the back, I tell them about the queues for shoes.
Their total lack of interest still makes me cringe as all five of us walk out of the store with still no interest from the staff even after pointing out that we want to buy about £200 worth of shoes...
No apologies whatsoever.
( , Tue 17 May 2005, 23:53, Reply)
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