The crimes come in thick and fast. Stupid customers, stupid colleagues and photo documentation of some down right awful things.

It never stops for the Bra Police...

Saturday, 16 April 2011

Saturday...

GB: the man said it would heal in 7 to 10 working days
Moi: 7 to 10 working days?
JT: yeah, it doesn't heal on weekends
GB: (laughing hysterically) and there's lots of bank holidays coming up

(telling EA about a tescos he-she)
Moi: plus it looked like if you looked at it wrong it would rape you in all your bodily openings.
EA: bodily orifices?
Moi: no openings
EA: that's the same thing
Moi: no openings, like your eye sockets
EA: eye socket rape, I'm going to have nice dreams tonight...
Moi: (putting a dress on head in despair) I look like a nun! Look at my habbit!
EA: a nun?! I'll have five hail marys an a eye rape please...

Cust: this bra sticks out quite far
EA: I'll get another one (brings back same bra in cup size down)
Cust: I really like this one!
EA: so you like the style?
Cust: (sticks out chest) yeah!
EA: (in stock room) this cust thought that the bra, when it was in a smaller size, was a completely different bra!

EA: right...
Moi: left
EA: right...
Moi: left
EA: right...
Moi: left
EA: right...
Moi: left
EA: up
Moi: down
EA: fuck you
Moi: go on then

Moi: is this the stuff KB has sorted out for her fitting?
NM: yes
Moi: oh...
NM: do we need the rail?
Moi: no, I've just put all of that on there...
NM: oh...
Moi: shhhsh... Don't say anything...
(later)
KB: that rail is everything for my fitting
Moi: haha, ok
(in stock room)
Moi: did you tell her?
NM: well... Yeah, she asked what they were and I said it was you...

Cust: I can't find what I want upstairs
JT: what did you want?
Cust: black
JT: ok, black what?
Cust: bras
JT: right do you want plain, lacy...?
Cust: yeah
JT: ok, what size are you?
Cust: I think it's a 36 but I don't know what cup
JT: in that case do you want to go in here so I can have a loom as I can't get you anything unless we know what cup size you are...


Man: I've been sent down here to ask you for the tape that pulls you boobs together (makes hand action that says 'thin tape' and then the sign for 'giant cleavage')
Moi: I'm really sorry but we don't sell any tape that would do that
Man: thats ok I think there's been confusion all round (he leaves)
Cust: (stood by desk while this crap game of charades was going on) well done for not laughing at the hand actions
Moi: I might have to go into the stockroom to have an epic giggle
Cust: I don't blame you!

NM: I've just put a tree out and bumped into the Lego man and then turned around to it an apologised...
JT: do you want me to go out and ask if he's ok?

HS: HP saw this and said I should try this on
Moi: and you wanted a donut
HS: I think there all gone
Moi: there all gone?!
HS: yeah I think JT ate quite a few
(later In stockroom)
EA: my lady heard you shouting about the donuts and asked me what was going on...

KB: this lady is the biggest person I have ever seen, she's like a 42/44
Moi: Jesus!
KB: you should see her when she leaves
Moi: maybe I should stand there eating a donut (I pose with donut right as someone opens the stockroom door)
JT: (to lady) she will be with you in a minute
Moi: (running away) damn it!


KB was fitting a lady that to every question said I dont know and then laughed. on discussing this later...
EA: at least she was having a positive emotion...
KB: it wasn't a positive emotion it was just general fucktardidness...

EA: (hugging JT from behind) JT an I are going to Essex to have sex... (terrified eyes from JT) not together obviously...
Moi: (pause) JT saw my vag...

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