Thursday, November 03, 2005

A couple of times recently I've been confronted by poor service. Firsly in a local pub where it was suggested that my roast chicken looked pink due to the lighting (which was yellow!!), and I was then forgotten for 30minutes.
Most recently with a well known car glass service
after Suzie's car (which really is a Fiesta like the naff clip art!) was broken into. A month later the window is finally properly fitted and working!
The question for me is how to complain without sound arsey? How does being a Christian come into play in these situations? And why do I end up feeling like I'm turning into my father (which may not be a bad thing - hello if you read this!!)?


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