How to annoy me if you are: A Shop Assistant
Friday, April 24th, 2009
In the first of this series, the Smoking Monkey is happy to outline the different ways shop assistants thoroughly and repeatedly hack him off. This is partly for theraputic reasons and to vent the Incredible Hulk-esque levels of rage, but also for any readers who happen to work behind the tills to think about their own actions, and decide if they are genuinely asking for a slap.
Looking Down At Me
There does come a time when you have to accept that at 28, you’re approaching the end of your mid-twenties (I did A-level maths, trust me on this it makes sense). I have seen the perils of both Jeremy Clarkson and Status Quo, and know that at some point you have to accept that denim is not necessarily your best friend.