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Goes for lots of places, when I service bussed in mid wales, there are a lot of passengers as native welsh speakers, I made the effort to learn Welsh, I got the basics, numbers, phrases quickly, and did manage to get to a very basic conversational level, locals were happy I was making the effort, I was happy because I felt I was being accepted.
Most of the other English speaking drivers were along the lines of it’s not a real language, and they can speak English anyway, why bother?
 
On a long trip from Bilbao to near Alicante back to Bilbao then to Cherbourg via Roscoff, around 2,000kms, by far and away the number of people who overtook me when I was doing the max permitted speed of 120 and 130kphr, were BMW drivers.
And by far the number of drivers who didn't bother using their indicators.... BMW drivers!
And the most aggressive drivers, speeding up behind you, really close, really fast, were BMW drivers.
 
Smoke detectors when the battery is going & it decides to beep at 3.30am...
Once had a neighbour with thin walls whos smoke alarm battery ran out whilst the property was empty. Now that nearly drove me to insanity.
 
Applied for a job as an bike/ebike/ scooter mechanic for a national company about 4 months ago, company replies in a day they said, month later they get back to me saying they’re taking my application further.
3 weeks later get a email saying you’ve got a phone interview, do that, area deputy manager says they’ll let me know.
2 weeks later get a email saying video interview with head of HR, area and national recruitment managers.
2 weeks later email saying were impressed be in touch.
3 weeks later email saying come into the workshop, have a chat with the shop manager bit of practical work, show us you can do the job, do that managers happy with me and my skills he recommends me for the job.
Since then,about a month nothing not a fucking word, I’ve emailed all the contacts they gave me, HR, area and regional manager, deputy manager no reply’s.
Phoned HR who answered the phone and said they’re busy, please hold and then hung up.

Been back to the workshop spoke to the manager, fair play to him, he said the company’s great once you’ve managed to get in, but are really shit at dealing with interviewees and the whole business of new starters and he’s lost a good few possible starters who just go fuck it I’ll go somewhere else, he did take time out and spoke to people in the recruiting side who said it was ongoing.

Good job I wasn’t pinning all my hopes on getting the job, I’m applying for other stuff, but atm I can’t get jobs I don’t want to do either, let alone ones I do want, I’m just at the point of feeling to misquote George Michael at the start of careless whisper “ I’m never gonna work again” it’s nearly at the stage of doing a Reg Varney and going back on the buses ( and I said I never would go back to that because it’s shit)
 
Six packs of yogurts that no longer snap into individual separate pots and you have to get the scissors out 😡
 
Americans. I appreciate this is a sweeping generalisation, but I'm currently in a hotel bar in Romania. It's a nice bar. Understated. Classy, even.

There's a group of twelve of them drowning out every conversation for everyone else.

One of them just shouted 'I played soccer in college in 1984, which was before it had really been invented'

Absolute cuntitude.
Just seen this. Wife was in a hotel in Belfast with a friend for dinner.
Miriam Margoyles came and sat at the next table with her friend. After chatting as a foursome (Margoyles was very friendly) a group of 6 came to the table to the right of my wife's table placing her in the middle.
As alcohol was consumed the large group to the right became louder and louder with at least two of them having a really annoying and prolonged laugh.
Margoyles was talking to Jane (wife) when yet another hilarious braying laugh rendered the chat inaudible, Margoyles paused irritated, then yelled out, "Will you please shut the fuck up!"
The whole restaurant instantly became silent.
Followed by, just as loudly "Selfish cunts!"
Woman in the group to Jane's right, partially hidden behind a low partition, after a short pause, stood up and asked Jane, quietly, "Was she talking to us?"
"Yes, she was".

Sorted!
 
The thing is, all of the UK couriers are shit, they all know it, so there's no competition.
Everything is done as cheap as possible, and if there are any complaints they say sorry then hang up.
 
It's one of them, it's not a problem until there is a problem.

They didn't bother knocking the door yesterday and I now have a parcel that's at a shop a mile away and it's too heavy to carry that far. And I can't drive, so what now.

And they won't re-deliver even though I'm here tomorrow and Friday. And in what I'm sure is a breach of some kind, have no visible means of making a complaint on their website.
 
It's one of them, it's not a problem until there is a problem.

They didn't bother knocking the door yesterday and I now have a parcel that's at a shop a mile away and it's too heavy to carry that far. And I can't drive, so what now.

And they won't re-deliver even though I'm here tomorrow and Friday. And in what I'm sure is a breach of some kind, have no visible means of making a complaint on their website.
They genuinely are all as bad as each other - (dependant on your location). Where I am DPD are the best by miles. DHL ok. UPS absolutely useless, Fedex useless and their accounts are run by TNT since the takeover/merger, for months now and there is no coordination between the two here. Fastway - hit and miss.
Running a business, buying stock in and then retailing it at events which are time sensitive is an absolute nightmare for me, depending on deliveries.
Selling online as well can be absolutely disastrous.
I once had someone order something at the end of November for his wife's Christmas present, couriered by Fastway. It got delivered on February 2nd 😂.
Thankfully he was very understanding as it wasn't her main present.
A local Fastway driver told me that to make any money he needs to do a drop every two minutes. I live 15 minutes out of town, so if they are running late and if they can avoid bringing stuff out, they will.
My postal address is Co. Wicklow, my Eircode (postcode) is Co. Wexford.
I regularly get parcels late with 'NOT Wicklow' or 'NOT Wexford' scribbled on them.
I've driven to north Dublin to get my stuff from their poxy 'hubs' on occasions, and that's a 120 miles round trip.
Apologies - I could go on, I've had suicidal thoughts dealing with some of this...😕
 
Must admit I've been lucky, since the advent of buying everything online and having it delivered I've never had a problem (so far).
 
Was doing some work on a flat in Brum last week and got me self a Tesco meal deal to see me through. About to unlock the door and realised I’d left the drink in the car downstairs, so put the food by the front door and nipped down quickly to grab the drink. Got back 2 or 3 minutes later to find a Hermes parcel placed at the door of the next door flat and the food gone! Fucking hell, some slick move that was.
 
Was doing some work on a flat in Brum last week and got me self a Tesco meal deal to see me through. About to unlock the door and realised I’d left the drink in the car downstairs, so put the food by the front door and nipped down quickly to grab the drink. Got back 2 or 3 minutes later to find a Hermes parcel placed at the door of the next door flat and the food gone! Fucking hell, some slick move that was.
Perhaps the delivery person thought it was a tip?
 
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