I can't believe how addictive this blogging business is! I knew I was hooked when I almost missed the tube, because I was day dreaming about what I could write when I got home, and if I'll have any comments.
I'm the assistant manager of a book store near Covent Gardens. I know what you are thinking, but I promise my book store is the best book store in London (yes, I am a little bias). This book store is the kind of shop where you can drink coffee, grab a book and sit on the bean bags in the corner.....Awesome, I know! Anyways, living in London means you have to catch the Tube to work, which usually isn't too bad apart from when you have someone smelly armpit in your face, and some one's backpack nudging you every 2 seconds (I don't understand why they don't keep it in their hand, because they know full well that they are pushing you into the angry man opposite you!) I love living in London don't get me wrong, and I was an instant fan ever since I started at King's College when I was 18. However, catching the tube on a Monday morning makes me wish I was still living in Wales, where any old stranger will tell you their life story, whether you want to hear it or not.
I usually Avoid rush our on the tubes , because lets be honest who wants to be on the tube when you feel as if you are the yellow smartie crammed in the middle of the tube. So I'm sitting on the tube (yes, I do have a seat, however I pretend not to see the other woman heading for the seat when I fastened my pace), and all I can think is I wish someone would smile! I'm sure there are rule for the London Underground which someone forgot to give me when I 1st arrived, and they go a something like this:
1) You must not talk to anyone.
2) You must not smile.
3) If you are not reading a book/newspaper you must look at the floor at all times.
3) At least 2 people must be playing the songs on their Phone out loud at once.
4) Once you are off the tube you must rush for the exit pushing as many people out of the way as possible. (What ever happened to letting the women and children going 1st?)
OK, so I arrive at work, and once the manager has left Chloe and I slip of our heels and out come the Slippers...see, I told you it was the best book store! Chloe and I are having an amazing time drinking coffee, racing on the wheelie chairs, and catching up on the weekend's gossip, when in comes the most difficult customer on the planet! Now I will admit I do not have the patience of a saint, but this customer just took the biscuit. This customer struts up to the counter and, this is how our conversation went;
Customer: I'm wondering if you have a book in stock.
Anonymous Girl: Right, What's the book called?
Customer: I can't remember.
Anonymous Girl: OK, No problem. Who is the Author?
Customer: I don't remember, but the book is about a woman who falls in love with a man who is then sent out to war.
By this time my patience is wearing extremely thin, and I politely advice the customer to go back to where they seen the book advertised, and get more information. I was very proud of myself for keeping a professional attitude, and putting into practice all the customer service training i had taken, when in my head I just wanted to scream, 'Get out of my shop you silly woman!' The wind was immediately taken out of my sails when I over heard the woman mumbling how my bright pink slippers reflected my attitude to work - what a cheek that woman has. I personally believe my pink slippers show what a relaxed and inviting book store we are.
I eventually arrive home after a fulls day of work and wonder why someone has yet to invent a water proof laptop so I can write this blog whilst having a long hot bath. That then draws me to the end of my day. Please leave me comments if you are reading this. I would love to know what you think and if you want to hear about anything in particular.
*Note to self....Start drawing up plans for a water proof laptop.
Monday, 28 April 2008
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8 comments:
Well well! Aren't you the little blogger! I read both blogs so far. I enjoyed today's more than the first. You're very descriptive... I like that. You put me right in your slippers and I can definitely understand where you are coming from with annoying customer. I'm from the states so it took me a sec to realize what a "Tube" was :^) But yeah... I enjoyed your blog. Very Ally McBealish... (loved that show) Maybe I'll subscribe ;^) Freespirit X put me on to you so be sure to thank her. Oh... talk about what you did before London... Sounds like you just moved there. Ciao...
Almost forgot... Waterproof Laptops...
They stole your idea :^( But instead of being rough and rugged your design could be more more soft and cuddly! Specifically for that bath time blogger you could have a terry cloth case and floaties around the base so it won't sink! It could soon replace the rubber duckie in every home for bath time jollies. You're gonna make millions!
Aww thanks, Jackal! I'm glad to hear that someone is reading the posts! I'll put somethings about my childhood in some of my future posts. Sorry that i didnt make the thing about the tube clear will try better in the future! haha thanks for the waterproof lap tops!
You were so much nicer to that customer than I would have been. I think I would have found an book titled, "Clear Quesions: A Guide to Getting What You Want" (or something to that effect)and handed it over with a big unprofessional grin.
Great blog so far! Keep it up. London...Would love to visit your city some day. Here I sit in my town of 500...I had to stop blogging in the tub when I spent more time dabbing the water drops off the keyboard with a dry cloth than I spent typing! lol (laptop on a stool at side of tub just doesn't work either!) Enjoy!
Great blog! And thanks for the comment on Bemusings... aren't stretches the oddest things?
This is a nice little peek for me into the other side of the pond. Keep up the good work!
Definitely Ally McBealish:) Keep it up!
I love the way you blog, keep it up! I can totally imagine myself there in your slippers...who in the world thinks they will have luck finding a book knowing nothing about the author's name or the title of it!?!? The tube, I can remember when I was in London it was like that even on the street.
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