I’ve a pain in me hole with people not doing what they’re being paid to do.
This is why.
As you may or may not know I work in the aptly named Hospitality industry. If I deliver a steak that isn’t cooked the way it was requested, it’ll be sent back. By the more cuntish of customer, it’ll be sent back along with a mouthful of abuse.
If I don’t pick up the phone before the fourth ring, the customer then greets me with a snarky “Well thanks for finally deciding to answer the phone”.
Or if I accidentally book someone into room 212 instead of 211 I’ll be subjected to a 20 minute lecture about how it’s just not good enough and that if any other hotel had made the same mistake, they wouldn’t be presented with a bill on checkout.
So, when I go to an ATM that takes my card, my PIN and doesn’t give me the money I asked for because “an error has occurred”, I get pissed off. I get pissed off because I haven’t gotten my own money, but the machine has taken it from my account and now it’s floating around limbo.
I get pissed off when I go to the bank and am told that it’s not their ATM so I have to go to the bank responsible.
I get even more pissed off when I go to said bank and they tell me that because I’m not their customer, I should lodge a complaint through my own bank.
I get genocidal when I get passed from window to window in the bank because “That’s not my area”. This really grates on me because if I tried telling someone that I couldn’t wait on their table because I was a bar tender, or vice versa, I’d be on the business end of a rant. One that tells me that I should be trained in all aspects of the business.
I get really pissed off when I’m sitting on my well earned break and a customer seeks out the staff break room to ask me for an ironing board that they didn’t need until the following day.
Turns out this cunt works in a bank.
Turns out that this cunt doesn’t work passed 5.30pm.
Turns out this cunt gets scheduled breaks for coffee and lunch.
I know this sort of cunt. The sort of cunt who sticks a “window closed” sign up just when the queue is growing.
The sort of cunt who will insist that a little deposit slip is filled out in full despite the fact that chip and pin virtually eliminates the need for paper.
The sort of cunt who, even though just a clerk will lecture you about the dates of direct debits you have set up.
The sort of absolute walking cunt fart who will grimace and grump their way through your time at their window, but fuck a deli girl out of it for not smiling when handing over her bagel.
I wonder what would have happened if I had tried to walk around the private areas of the bank in search of a clerk for a draft that I didn’t need until the next day.
I wonder what would have happened if I had put a sign up saying “window closed” on reception, or the bar, or the restaurant or wherever.
The sort of cunts who will charge you €22.50 for going over drawn, but complain that they can’t get breakfast for free.
I’ve a massive pain in me hole and I don’t care how this sounds, but the fuckers and cunts in these banks have only got jobs because our fucking money bailed out their employers.
My employer doesn’t have the same safety net.
If we close down, the bank cunts just find another “hospitable” establishment to abuse.
I’ve a massive pain in me hole and one of these days I will actually go completely insane and bring a flame thrower to their room in place of the ironing board that they “just have to have in case someone else wants one and there isn’t enough to go around”.
I’ve such a massive pain in me hole that I’d actually take a barb wire covered dildo to my arse as a little relief. Then squat myself into a vat of salt and vinegar.
Oh and every fucker that works in the public sector who gets a tea break after 90 minutes work is just as bad.
My father once had the notion that every person, regardless of who they are or where they’re from should spend at least 6 months either working in a bar or waiting tables. This, in theory would show them what it’s like to be on the receiving end of a cunty cunt and thus stop their own cuntiness.
Eventually, this cunty behaviour would be eliminated.
It’s a nice notion, but I’m guessing that there are some princesses and their daddies who would rather die than let it come to that.
Get ta fuck each and every one of you non working, no respect for other cunts having, massive pain in the hole giving cunt puddles.
