
I pat my back pocket jauntily... only I'm not appreciating the amount of change I've got left from my shopping bill, no! I am just checking that my GUN is still there... as it may come in handy if I ever meet the Indian lady that I spoke too yesterday when my mums Xmas shopping arrived from asda minus the Turkey!
'When did you notice this item was missing' she said suspiciously,
'When I went to pluck it' I replied,
She didn't seem to see the funny side of this for some reason and abruptly informed me that they would not deliver another one but could only refund the money!
This is when my sense of humour started to lag.
Are you telling me that you are going to leave an elderly housebound couple without a turkey this Xmas? I lied,
Yes I am, was her tart reply,
Now is where my sense of humour transformed into panto type bitch biting sarcasm and I suddenly worked for the BBC (another small lie... )
May I speak to your supervisor? NOW! although an interpreter might be more help.
After 20 mins of Rudolf the red nose reindeer she returned to inform me he was unavailable, Probably f**king frozen turkeys out the back!
Right this is where the revenge took place.
Whilst you have been away looking for you supervisor for twenty minutes I checked the rest of my shopping just to make sure there was nothing else missing and low and behold 28 other items had mysteriously disappeared, the money refunded.
Thank you very much for your help young lady and a Merry Xmas to you all at asda.
'B**STARDS'






