Posted by
C on September 10, 2009 at 2:02 pm.
This:
Grit from 100g bag of Tesco "washed and ready to eat" salad
rinsed out of a 100g bag of this:
Label from Tesco "ready to eat" salad
"...washed and ready to eat"
Washed?
Maybe. Briefly, from the looks of it. Very briefly. All I did was put the contents of the bag into a bowl of water & swish them around a few times. I was going to pour it all into a strainer until I noticed some grit in the bottom of the bowl, so I took the salad out by hand instead. You can see what stayed behind.
Ready to eat?
Not as far as I’m concerned.
Posted by
C on July 1, 2009 at 3:01 pm.
Was in Glasgow Central Rail Station yesterday with a few minutes between trains and no time for supper between appointments, so I stopped at the Burger King in the station to grab something to take with me. There was a woman, with a little girl standing next to her, in front of me in the queue.
When it was their turn to answer the call of “First Here Please!” they both walked up to the counter and the woman began placing her order. Then she picked up the kid and sat her on the counter. Sat her down right smack dab in the middle of the counter – the counter where food is served.
Sat the kid right down there on that food counter, complete with shoes fresh from walking around the rail station and God only knows where else, and diaper full of God only knows what. All on the counter where food is served.
I wasn’t all that thrilled about stopping at that particular eatery in the first place, but it was quick and I was in a hurry. But that was just gross.
Posted by
C on February 19, 2009 at 10:56 am.
Because apparently these people have nothing better to do than sit around calling folks to offer to “help” them with their mobile phone contracts.
Y’know, if I wanted to upgrade / change / cancel / extend, or do anything else with my mobile phone contract, I’m pretty capable of calling my existing provider and taking care of it. I don’t need some telemarketing company calling me and interrupting me when I’m trying to work, offering to “help” me with my contract.
But these folks want to help. So I think it’s only fair that their wishes are granted.
If you need “help” then these folks are, by all appearances, just sitting by eagerly awaiting your call.
That’s 01302 429931.
Again, it’s 01302 429931.
This has been a public service announcement; just trying to “help.”
Now I’m going to try to get back to work.
Update 29 July 09: In light of GoonerN4’s comment below, I’ve changed the post title. I’d hate for someone to miss the bulge of tongue in cheek in this post, and actually take my “advice” and wind up getting charged by these jerks. Thanks, GoonerN4 & everyone else who’s commented & commiserated!
Posted by
C on February 12, 2009 at 6:36 am.
I’m ticked. I just wasted a good three minutes of my life, pre-coffee minutes even, reading what at first appeared to be an article on issues in probate genealogy, only to get three-quarters of the way through and realise it’s a damn press release — translation: advertisement — from some Find-a-Heir outfit. (Should that be Find-an-heir maybe? But I digress.)
What led me in was the blurb showing up on my Google News page: Get the whole story »