When the jumped up little kn*bs thinks who are doing building work across from the shop where I work think it's okay to tell the delivery drivers to f*** off because they need the road access for their deliveries, to come into the shop and start spouting off, saying the stuff sold is crap and expensive (even though I'm just behind the till at a Premier store, I don't own/run the place) and that we never have any customers. Thankfully said deliver driver is a good friend of my parents and gave them a mouthful back.




