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Thursday, September 09, 2004

Once In A Lifetime Opportunity!

Be My Personal Trainer!a

Position involves:

  • Overseeing the development of an abdominal six-pack
  • Planning me a nutritious diet and cooking my meals.
  • Exercising me in a fun, painless and interesting manner. Innovative thinking is required here, e.g. bouncy castle sessions, nightclubbing dance-exercises.


The end result should look like this:



Timescale: Two weeks or less.

Wednesday, September 08, 2004

Ack, proof that I'm an attention seeker! Oh well, at least this is something I have in common with Vernon and Ashton. Or Vern'n'Ash as I like to call them. Thanks for the quiz !

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

TIP: Girls, when it comes to matters of love, you may think that Matty is your friend. Beware his big gob however and ability to exacerbate situations into embarrasing nightmares!

Monday, September 06, 2004

This time in September 2002, my life was being made a misery by a particularly evil little shit called Aydogan Mehmet (known to his associates as Mem), who among other things emailed me that "My friends would rather admit they were HIV+ than say they were friends with you!!". As I happened to be living with him at the time it made my life particularly uncomfortable.

Add to this his all-to-willing helper Paul Evans also known as Bevans - who after a quick liason in his car and then on my sofa, decided to ignore me and side with Mem. Bev cheated on his then girlfriend with me, so perhaps that inspired his hatred towards me, when it all fucked up for him

The third force of evil, in the trinumerate of arseholes was Lee Macey - who used to invite me to lunch with him when I worked in Camden, then went on holiday with his friends and came back deciding he didn't want to know me. Oh yeah, did I mention I had an unwise dalliance with him too?

Surrisingly (or not surprisingly ?) these people were all musicians. And Paul and Lee used to play bass and drums respectively in a band I was in with them called Rolemodels.

At the time I was no angel, I was two-timing two lovely boys, not very subtley, and perhaps this is what made them think I was fair game, but as I wailed in tears to a resolute "I am a bastard" Mem, that "I never did anything to hurt them". They still went out of their way to be absolute shits to me.

The worst thing about all this, is that Mem was able to make comments like the HIV one and NO ONE would stick up for me. There were a big group of friends that loved Lee, Mem and Paul so thy closed ranks and treated me as if I was a piece of revolting poo festering in a corner.

Happily now I am very loved with lots of nice friends in a nice place to live and those three people never trouble me or appear in my life now. I learnt some hard lessons.

1. You can't make people like you if they decide they don't want to.

2. The best friends are ones who will fight your corner

3. Bullying is the most horrible thing to go through. If you can stand there and be so unpleasant that you reduce someone to tears, you're gonna go to hell. (Don't forget your marshmallows Mem!)

Anyways, that's my venting over with. 2004 has been an amazing, brilliant year so far. Better than I ever thought I deserved. Friends new and old that I have hung out with bring out the best in me and spur me on. Roll on 2005.

Here's hoping karma gets around to those who deserve it.