Slack Service
Posted: Thu 6 September, 2007 Filed under: Customer Services, Domestic, Weirdness 2 Comments »One thing that’s beginning to get annoying about living here in Norfolk is the way so many of the inhabitants seem to be utterly incapable of simple tasks like replying to emails, or picking up a phone.
Recently I’ve been trying to talk to the local bike shop about getting a service for the bike I bought a couple of years ago. I’ve slacked off on this, but I do want to get back into using it, but before I can do so, it needs a good service. So I’ve been trying to get hold of the CycleLife shop in Attleborough to get them to service the poxy bloody thing. Do they answer the phone? Do they bollocks. Do they reply to messages on the answerphone? Do they bollocks. In short, they’re a bunch of tossers.
We’ve also been trying to get some response out of the poxy plumber, who we’ve asked to do some work. I’ve called him three times, and emailed him twice. Herself has called him two or three times. And so far? No response at all.
I don’t know if it’s just people being rude, or if they’re too busy to take on new work, or if they’re just tosspots. What I do know is that it’s incredibly bloody annoying.
Not restricted to just Norfolk. When were trying to get the nursery carpeted, we arranged for the bloke who had done the rest of the house to come around. He did, three hours late and even then had forgotten to bring all the right bits with him. So he said he’d come back the next day.
Three days later, no show. No reply on his mobile, no returned calls, no nothing. So we called someone on the morning of the fourth day who came around that evening and did it for cash.
Good to see the sweary you back in good order.