Let’s kick off with tales about Jobsworths, doing their best to ensure that under no circumstances will Jack have a nice day.
Just needed a Paper!!
Had been busy and it was 6:00 pm when I got to the paper shop. At first glance it seemed that all the dailies had gone, then I spotted a pile of papers on a counter 3ft away from the cashier.
On examination, they were, as yet not sold, not bound with string and no note on top. Handily, my preferred paper was uppermost, I picked it up and took my place in the queue. When presented, the cashier pointed to where the papers should have been and said, “Did you get this from over there?” A superfluous question, as it was he, who moved it and all others to their present location. “No”, I replied, to which he angrily retorted, “I only counted them five minutes ago for going back”.
I’m now thinking, if he’s to fulfil his ambition of becoming a rocket scientist, being half decent at simple maths would surely be a pre-requisite. Ever helpful I said, “I can do take away sums and if required a smidgen of algebra, so let’s see how I can assist. Five minutes ago, you had X amount of papers so now you’ve got X minus one”. Clearly not happy with my calculus, Einstein snatched my money and almost lost two fingers slamming the till shut. Before leaving, and as a conciliatory gesture, I left him my accountants business card, whilst wishing him safe passage on his next trip to the moon.
Watch this space.