Hells Bells
Hopefully she will be a little less bored with this.
posted by the biker daddy.
It’s the little things that rattle an otherwise sane mind!
Onboard the train to the “pool” this morning, where we sit in first class don’t ya know,think standard seat with 1 cup of tea and double the price and friendly(ish) service. Getting the offer of our obligatory cup o swill, Mrs Fogg sans tray table, I had to do the tea making on my side, with tea bag dipping onto the napkin. Tea made, Danish pastry in hand Mrs Fogg asks Miss Happy Server for a second napkin, “but I just gave you one, you use already”, we both look at her and say “yes to mop up the tea and no tray table”, “but you have napkin already, why you need another”.
Really, has the train service become so poor with the thousands it charges, to limit you to one napkin per trip.
The week as they say, can only get better, now let me squeeze the tea out of my napkin so that I can blow my nose and not upset happy for asking for a third in my lifetime
posted by the biker daddy.
Yup, making friends and irritating people, my speciality.
Hello reception, can you get the heating turned on in my room it’s just blowing out cold air, yes sir we’ll do it right away. 30 minutes later, hello reception so what’s the crack with the heating, we’re waiting for the heating engineer. 30 minutes later, happy, friendly me heads to reception and asks whether the heating engineer is coming from the other side of the country, only to be advised “errr we don’t have a heating engineer”. Top, duly blown and marched the poor duty manager up to the room to show him the icicles hanging off the heater.
Apologies all round sir, we’ll bring you a portable heater sir, really will that be on the same journey as the non existent heating engineer.
Grumpy bastad, out!
posted by the biker daddy.