is a cunt.
You know what it’s like … the thing you need in the supermarket off-sale/just an empty shelf, yet some cunt with the product at the bottom of a stock trolley yapping to some other cunt pal of theirs by the stockroom door, nonchalant and indifferent .. or when you hand over your hard-earned currency to some poor-man’s bungie-jumping outfit on a bridge (‘rope jumping’) .. and the three staff throw you 140ft off said bridge to your death after forgetting to attach the rope … 🙄
or you pay for flying lessons but your instructor opens the door at 820ft, unbuckles his seat belt and jumps to his death leaving you at the controls … 🤷♂️
(link for that one below, admin due to 1 link rule)
I guess ‘You just can’t get the staff’ rings true …
Nominated by Cuntemall.
The trick is to shop local, shop white,
and get to know the staff.
I get good service most places,
but then I know them.
hello Dave, how’s the baby?
still teething? what’s he called again?
Keanu?
lovely name, ‘
alright John, busy?
nice to see you pal’
i get stuff marked down by staff,
stuff held back for me,
allsorts.
its nice to be nice.
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Here in Cornwall it is hard to find reliable tradesmen and pubs and restaurants have a high turnover of staff. Happily, we have found a good plumber through friends and an excellent lady decorator. Our local butcher is superb and we are on first name terms with the staff so as Mis says they go the extra mile for loyal customers.
There is a tee shirt here which says ‘I said that l would do it dreckly, there is no need to remind me every six months’
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Or a albert tatlock, sue perkins northern twat with 25,000 votes, who assumes he is qualified to be prime minister, by making tik tok videos on bar snacks and barm cakes..
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Bring back discrimination.
Ditch all of the equality laws.
If some cunt is clearly not suitable for a job then the employer should have the right to not employ them or to sack them if they turn out to be fucking useless.
When I first started work, a receptionist would be employed not only for her abilities but also for her good looks.
She is the first contact that people will meet for your company.
Now, if you employ a pretty receptionist instead of an ugly tranny you will find yourself in court on discrimination charges.
A Pákí driving instructor would never have been employed.
Even Pákís know that other Pákís are hopeless drivers.
They are not capable of giving anyone any confidence.
There is no chance of employing a white man, even if he is much better qualified than the black candidates.
So being educated, qualified, male, heterosexual and white is a positive disadvantage in the workplace.
If you have a lifetime of experience you are also pushed to the back of the queue, because you are old and therefore racist.
The modern day workforce consists of useless, lazy incompetent cunts.
A well observed cunting.
Good morning.
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It’s a thought provoking point – I’ve just realised that the word “discriminate” has been hijacked by the self righteous pompous moral pontificators of the left as a damning slur, when in fact the literal meaning of the word is to show prudent judgement.
Hear hear, let us hope the world sees a proliferation of discrimination, it would sort out a lot of fucking problems.
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I don’t know about incompetents in charge of bungee jumping, or flying instructors doing a ” goodbye, cruel world ” stunt partway through a flying lesson ( I wonder if he could be posthumously charged with attempted murder? ), but the supermarket staff one regularly makes my blood boil.
As if getting about these days isn’t hard enough, maneovering my mobility scooter around the cages, which are blocking access to the goods I need ( and no cunt in sight because they’re chatting to a pal in the next aisle, also with a cage ).
I’ve bought a hooter for my scooter, although it’s not quite as loud as Brian Blesseds battle cry in Flash Gordon, it certainly makes the twats take notice.
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I don’t know about supermarket staff as that is Mrs Cunter’s domain, but I imagine it is frustrating if you can’t reach what you want and there is nobody to help.
We have a town not too far away which is billed as the furniture capital of Spain.
Huge furniture shops are lined up, one after another for perhaps a kilometer, each side of the main road.
The odd thing is that there is rarely any customers in any of them.
They make their money by selling furniture packs to builders.
When I have been in one I have had to wander around to look for a member of staff.
They can often be found sitting at a desk, playing on their mobiles.
Shoe shops are the same.
You eventually get someone’s attention but they tell you that they haven’t got your size, without even bothering to look.
I have been in electrical stores and asked if they have particular items in stock for immediate delivery.
The staff disappear to find out but are not seen again.
From my point of view the very worst are the bars and restaurants.
You go in to have a few drinks and because business is slow that night, they will start packing up all the tables and chairs around you. This can happen as early as 8pm.
You end up sitting at a solitary table with the staff scowling at you because they want to go home early.
The TV’s and music are turned off and the shutters get half closed while some miserable cunt starts mopping the floor around you.
I suppose that the answer would be not to go to these places ever again.
That’s easier said than done when all businesses seem to be the same.
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if in sainsbury and you can’t find a item,
and you ask a member of staff and they say
‘ I’ll just check in the back for you ‘
just wander off,
they haven’t got it in stock and are wasting your time.
They’re told to do this.
part of their training.
like they’re searching and doing their best to find it.
what they’re really doing is standing in the warehouse picking their nose.
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