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[gothwalk]

Bloody Argos employees.

I wanted a desk. One of my co-workers here said that if I went down and got the desk before she goes home at 16:00, she'd bring her car down and pick me and it up, and then I could get a taxi home in the evening.

So I got on the phone to Argos' rather neat reservation system. You can reserve anything in any of the shops, and then go and pick it up - saves wasted trips. I reserved my desk and went down to get it.

Going in the door, I passed three pretty girls in jeans and leather and beads and the other accoutrements of students in the Dun Laoghaire College of Art and Design (you can recognise them after a few months here). They were carrying a big heavy package, and I held the door open for them.

I headed up to the counter, filled in the wee form, and handed it to the cheerful looking guy there.
"None left," he says.
"No, there's one there - I was on the phone a minute ago."
"Nah, I just the last one to them (pointing at the girls)."
"But I reserved it."
"Yeah, I cancelled that."

The mind boggles.

Comments

[sciamachy.livejournal.com]

Did you get the manager?

[gothwalk.livejournal.com]

Oh aye. For all the good it did... I've still no desk, y'know?

[root-down.livejournal.com]

I'd have pitched a chair over the counter.

Actually I wouldn't have, but still.

[hkim.livejournal.com]

heya, where did you get your userpic?

[root-down.livejournal.com]

I took the image out of a little free hippy newspaper I found in Bristol two years ago (I liked the picture so I cut it out and made a high-contrast photocopy and saved it) and just recently I found it, scanned it, and gave it the red background in Photoshop.

[hkim.livejournal.com]

Hehe, I ask because I scanned in the same image from an article on the ad campaign from THE FACE magazine and used it here. If I remember right, the text underneath the one I scanned was 'MEEK. MILD. AS IF'. :)

[root-down.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I remember that ad campaign. I thought it was pretty clever.

[ziyakr.livejournal.com]

I know it doesn't get you a desk, but did you at least get an apology? If not I could send my mom over, she would get an apology out of the idiot (and probably a discount too) but then she is a bit of a holy terror....used to be terribly embarrassing to me, now I find myself using her methods more and more often.