Another thing I *particularly* get pissed off by is my employer, who will remain known as Mr M. Mr M is disorganised, and constantly has to get boys to stand by for recoveries, because more and more frequently he hasn't sorted out somebody to do the round in the first place. This takes up a lot of my time, and removes most chance of me going out in the afternoons. He's also making things worse for himself: it's no wonder Mr M loses money when he gets three people to do recoveries.
He is also frequently rude to the customers, and is very rude to Menzie's, the distributors of our papers. In one way, I can understand, because they're so unreliable, but it's actually becoming a circle of hatred. They've started messing things up more because he's so bad-tempered with them. If Mr B were to phone them, he'd be polite and colloquial, and the papers would get to the shop in a couple of hours, rather than never.
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