Venting

I know I wrote a lovely little piece this morning but it's about 10 hours later now, and also 6 phone calls later to the fireplace company and they still haven't delivered the new fireplace.

On top of that, the IDIOTS WHO ARE TAKING 6 MONTHS TO MAKE THE NEW CAMPERVAN AND HAVE DONE A SHYTE JOB OF IT decided they didn't get the last email of demand about what they have to do and so that's been back and forth all day too.

I'm feeling quite ill about all of this.  Why the hell can't anyone do their job's properly in this day and age?

What happened to pride in workmanship?

What happened to the customer needing to be satisfied?

What happened to punctuality?

What happened to quality?

What happened to telephone skills?

What happened to spelling in emails?

What happened to grammar?

WHEN DID THE WHOLE BLOODY RETAIL INDUSTRY SUDDENLY GO DOWN THE BLOODY SHITPIPE???

I'm seriously feeling sick in the stomach because of all the crap I've had to deal with today.  I've outlaid money, lots of it, and I've got nothing but knots in the belly for it.

I need more wine.

I'm venting so don't expect me to be coherent in this blog entry.  I just want to say what I think.

I think the whole bloody country has gone arse up and the Australians who have worked all of their lives and kept our identity true are the ones who are suffering.

Suddenly the old adages of mateship, fair go cobber, honest days pay for an honest days work, pride in work, gutslugging to make it right and just plain decency are things of the past.

No one seems to give a flying fig anymore about the customer.  No one.  Except maybe the little hairdresser I went to the other afternoon but she's Australian and has parents my age, and they've disciplined her all her life.

No bloody discipline so everyone thinks they are bloody King Kong of the Retail World and can do whatever THEY like and bugger everyone else, even if they do have your money, because THEY, and only THEY, are important.

It's starts in kindergarten with the stupidity of the education system these days and the DILLS who write it into syllabuses that no kid can be told they are any more or less intelligent than another.  What stupid stupid idiocy is this.  When I went to school everyone knew where you stood, A, B, C or D, and you strived to either keep that level or better it.  Nowadays it's all airyfairybloodyartyfartywhitesandshoebrigade stupid ideas that knowing your limitations might damage your psyche.  Bullshit.  It's more damaging to think you are Superman and fly off a frigging building in your underpants because "you can do anything you want to if only you try" mentality has been drummed into your head since you were old enough to string two words together.

YOU CAN"T.  And that's the truth.

And it doesn't stop there.  Mongrel bloody teenagers talk back to parents, go out having sex when they aren't old enough to know better, drink like lunatics without thinking of the consequences, dope themselves up on those energy drinks, think they are King Shit and no-one can tell them what to do, .... and that's exactly what is true.  No one CAN tell them what to do because the stupid stupid lawmakers pussy foot around every single thing and usually the criminals come out with compensation.

How bloody stupid is that?  Gone are the days when you could take an intruder out with a well aimed left hook and kick his arse from here to breakfast because HE broke into YOUR house and stole or hurt your possessions or family.  NOW the bastard sues YOU for hurting HIM! and he bloody WINS!

christ....

And then we move on to industry and what do we find?  OFF SHORE CUSTOMER SERVICE SETTING THE STANDARD.

Christ...the stories I could tell about the arguments I have had with off shore telephone service.  Bastards.

"Hello goodness graciously, I'm Brooce from Melborn, how about those Magpies, eh bro? I'm ringing de madam today to make your enquiry about more money in your pocket to buy more curry paste..."

christ....

and don't get me started on immigration..... just don't.....

Tomorrow I will ring the fireplace company again and if you hear anything down your telephone line like a very high pitched scream, it's just me reaching down and throttling the bastards on the other end.

Don't hang up, come on in and join the fight. .... just like we did in the old days.