Oh my god, talk about picking your moment.Yeah that is true. We’ve been on a train all day in the sticky heat, no bastard sandwiches on buffet car, suitcases piled up around us, I’m jiggling the baby on my lap, and my husband leant in and said ‘do you want to have sex when we get home?’
I said flatly ‘not especially, no’ He was sad but has recovered well, to his credit.
I should have started a Mumsnet thread about it.
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If my husband suggested I would of said absolutely bleeping not. Not sure I would of looked at him in disgust. Though my husband rarely suggests it, so I think I would be shocked because of that
Someone is moaning about their local M&S staffed by students and the manager only works until 4.30pm… then she wants them to tell her what chips go with steak
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But there’s literally like fries or chunky chipsSurely that person doesnt exsist in real life? Supermarket employees are not there to tell you what chips to buy with your steak
No one to help you while you stare at the shelf confused by M&S meal deals, first world probs
unless you are going to have dirty fries with your steak?! Maybe she wants someone to give her permission to actually consume a load of calories, that is very Mumsnet Transpires that she tried to get a job there but they rejected the poster. But come November they can try again. I’m not convinced they get that maybe their pairings and up selling isn’t what the interviewer wants.Surely that person doesnt exsist in real life? Supermarket employees are not there to tell you what chips to buy with your steak
No one to help you while you stare at the shelf confused by M&S meal deals, first world probs
Surely any respectable MNer would be having a Huge Salad with their steak?
As a retail worker, I can assure you that unfortunately fuckwits like that MN poster do actually exist.Surely that person doesnt exsist in real life? Supermarket employees are not there to tell you what chips to buy with your steak
No one to help you while you stare at the shelf confused by M&S meal deals, first world probs
Absolute horrid beings, always makes me wonder how they can even breathe unaided....
If you don't already know what sort of chips should go with your steak, then you are generally the sort of person who won't derive any benefit - social or gastronomic - from having the "right" sort of chips with your steak. And I say this as someone who is very much in the same camp.
- "What sort of chips go with steak?"
- "Any. Now pass the ketchup."
- "What sort of chips go with steak?"
- "Any. Now pass the ketchup."
I'd be telling them that chips are passe now and that steak should be eaten with pasta spirals and garlic butterAs a retail worker, I can assure you that unfortunately fuckwits like that MN poster do actually exist.
Absolute horrid beings, always makes me wonder how they can even breathe unaided....
As a fellow retailer came here to second thatAs a retail worker, I can assure you that unfortunately fuckwits like that MN poster do actually exist.
Absolute horrid beings, always makes me wonder how they can even breathe unaided....
Surprised she doesn’t shop at Fortnum & Mason with her attitude and only lowly M&S where all the other riff raff go.Someone is moaning about their local M&S staffed by students and the manager only works until 4.30pm… then she wants them to tell her what chips go with steak
There’s M&S prices and then there’s planet organic prices.
The real fancy also hire people to cook for them daily.
Could also get fries from Macdonald’s
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I did laugh when someone told her to go to Lidl instead. Then she might think herself lucky with the M&S experience
You do get people who ask you questions about products in the supermarket. Yes Linda, I've tried all of the 10,000 products lines in this supermarket personally and know which ones I would recommend to you, who I've never met before 
pond life.
pond life.We’d just had a death in the family, moved house and our brains were fried, when on Xmas Eve I realised we’d no food in. I went in to do the Xmas food shop in M&S with my eldest my eldest who was a baby. I realised I couldn’t do buggy and trolley and a student type who worked there volunteered to push the trolley round to help me shop. What a star. I still remember him 16 years later. I also gave him a very unmumsnetty Xmas tipSomeone is moaning about their local M&S staffed by students and the manager only works until 4.30pm… then she wants them to tell her what chips go with steak
Looks like someone's trolling rn. My high-earning alcoholic husband wants me to have sex with black men - did I say, he's a high earner and supports our sen child?! He watches pornos that looks like me, seems lots of men want this cuck black man fantasy...hmm, can we talk about it Mumsnet?! 
I did a seasonal job for M&S one year (September - December) and despite having encountered what I then thought had been the worst of the general public in other jobs, working for M&S took it to another level!As a retail worker, I can assure you that unfortunately fuckwits like that MN poster do actually exist.
Absolute horrid beings, always makes me wonder how they can even breathe unaided....
You’d get the people who had such a sense of self-importance about them who would expect you to scan and pack their shopping but then wanted it done in a particular way, usually with stuff at the end of the conveyor belt to go at the bottom of the bag.
I once had a customer ask “how long will this broccoli keep?” Now, this woman was at least 60-something so should have known the answer and in our house broccoli would generally be bought the day before we did a roast dinner, so no idea how long it “keeps for.” I said, ”well when were you planning on using it? Within a week or longer?” She said, “why does that matter?” Idiot!
The worst customer I encountered though didn’t even empty the basket contents when she went to the checkout and it was brimming with crap. Just plonked thr basket on the belt. While I was taking things out and scanning them, putting them to the packing end of the checkout, she then asked why I wasn’t packing the contents back in the basket! I said, “well that might be easier if you’d emptied the basket first.“ “Why?“ “Well that’s what everyone else does and you can’t take the basket out of the store anyway.” “Why not?” “They have a habit of not being returned. Shall I pack the shopping in to bags for you?” “No, no, no they’ll all tear.”
The security guy stopped her on the way out and told her she couldn’t take the basket out and I could hear her whinging.I saw this too, can't believe they're all feeding the troll.Looks like someone's trolling rn. My high-earning alcoholic husband wants me to have sex with black men - did I say, he's a high earner and supports our sen child?! He watches pornos that looks like me, seems lots of men want this cuck black man fantasy...hmm, can we talk about it Mumsnet?!
I used to work in a supermarket in my late teens and OMG, the people who used to plonk their basket on your conveyor belt and expect you to unpack it for them were the absolute worst.
Also remember a customer having a go at me because we’d run out of mince pies. It was about an hour until closing time on Christmas Eve
Also remember a customer having a go at me because we’d run out of mince pies. It was about an hour until closing time on Christmas Eve
I used to work at H.Samuel, one woman had a strop because we wouldn’t let her try on earrings because of hygiene reasons lol she was with her teenage daughter who looked a bit embarrassed. Then had another woman storm out because the bracelet she wanted to buy was more expensive than she thought it would be, that was an odd one. Her husband apologised. Man, I hated retail lolI used to work in a supermarket in my late teens and OMG, the people who used to plonk their basket on your conveyor belt and expect you to unpack it for them were the absolute worst.
Also remember a customer having a go at me because we’d run out of mince pies. It was about an hour until closing time on Christmas Eve
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