Okay, so as usual I’m tired, it’s late and I’m stuck for blogging material so hey, given I’ve just swept up half a box of rice bubbles off the floor – I thought maybe I could share some pet peeves!
As my Mum used to put it ‘things that get on my quince’! And now Him-In-Doors is whinging at me to stop blogging and spend some ‘quality time’ – aagh! There’s a pet peeve right there!
But very quickly, as you know, my number one pet peeve is bad/slow service! We joked on holiday about how I should start another blog called The BSB – aka The Bad Service Bitch! I can’t help it. I’ve worked in service industries – admittedly not for some time – but how hard is it really when someone walks through the door of a dining establishment to greet them with a smile and a welcome?
Quite a few times lately I’ve entered a café/restaurant stood around aimlessly wondering whether it’s a wait to be seated deal, given up and seated myself and then after waiting several minutes, pinched a menu from a nearby table and THEN after waiting even longer, walked up to the counter to order. To add insult to injury often during this time frame the wait staff chat amongst themselves, clear other tables (whatever happened to the customer comes first?) and basically do the retail equivalent of filing their nails rather than taking two minutes to make me feel welcome and take my order. I’m not sure why this gets me so steamed up but there it is – my absolute pet peeve!
Love you, Mum xo
PS. For our three regular readers (you know who you are – and thankyou!) we were on a family holiday last week – hence no posts. Hope you didn’t miss us too much 😉
PPS. Dear Readers please feel free to share your own pet peeve in the comments section 🙂