This was my first bingo in London. Looks like american diner. Early games are free, book of 6 was around £3.50. Breakfast are just one pound and this palace is always buzzing with people :)
It's that same humour (or sad attempt at it), that partly caused me to leave.
Your reputation precedes you.
Everyone I had contact with, apart from Alistair, (that one never spoke to me once.) warned me about you.
When one asked me what I thought of you, I said he's funny. The person replied - "yeah but not in the way you mean", and lo and behold, yes they were right. You are odd, very odd- bordering on weird infact.
On top of that, others spoke of your short temperedness, and how you like to snap at insignificant and silly things.
Well, when I heard that I laughed to myself, as, if you had had a power trip and thrown your toys out of your pram and had a bitch fit in my direction, I would have taken delight in putting you in your place, wether verbally or physically, then gladly hand myself in to the police.
But. As I have too much to lose and have almost finished studying, I chose to leave while things were still "amicable".
Another reason, of many, that I left is that the whole bingo hall is a damn shambles.
Being under YOUR command, this is not a surprise. It is a rat and mouse infested nursery for the elderly, I spent less than 3 days in that place - yet saw at least 6 mice, none of whom were fazed, by the countless mice traps polka dotted around the floor.
Do the customers not complain? Or are you banking on them not being "with it" enough to mention it?
On the day of the interview, the only female candidate screamed when she saw one too.
On top of all that, the conditions in which the workers work in is disgusting. You have the cheek/balls/guts to be serving food in such a place. Does the building hold health and safety certificates let alone the kitchen workers have you checked their catering achievements?
The "automated" bingo benches that collect the coins are not automated anymore, so the workers have to pull the belts inside them until the coins drop. The belt is so abrasive that you have to wear gloves to pull it. I asked one worker- "considering the amount of money that changes hands at this place, why has the management or owners not repaired them? And how long has it been like that for?" Their response was "they've been broken for weeks and the management won't fix them because they think it will be expensive to fix."
Think?! Meaning no one has been bothered about looking into it.
Anyone with half a logical or rational mind would realise that the bingo hall has and will lose more money in the long run, by having to pay workers to stay after hours like I did and those that were there did, to be pulling those machinery belts and risking fingers, than to pay one off and fix them. The last time I checked, that wasn't in the job description.
I could do a much better job than you if I was in your position.
But as my future and present do not lay in babysitting the elderly while robbing them sweetly that is something the palaces will not experience.
I have a hell of a lot more to offer the planet and my fellow humans than giving pervy old women change. (On day one I was being offered sexual favours by a hag with no teeth.)
I didn't think there were still slums like that in South London, how wrong was I?
As for being a jellyfish. Perhaps you are right. Perhaps an invertebrate like a jellyfish would have more backbone, but something tells me a jellyfish would have a better job with more responsibilities and again a jellyfish would probably do your job better than you.
I bet you didn't count on this jellyfish having a sting did you? Next time choose your analogy a bit better. Yes manners are priceless, if that was what you were attempting to say. (Quite the hypocrite aren't you - regarding manners) But also priceless in this day and age is grammar. Yours is atrocious, again probably explains a lot in regards to your current position.
You think and act like you are the King of the "Palaces", in reality you are the king of a shithole, you stay there and enjoy it.
Like one of the workers said "If the bingo hall was a woman that you met at a bar, she would have a penis." He was spot on. That place is disgusting, with even more disgusting stuff hiding under the surface. I'm glad I didn't witness it all.
I notified several Staff members, customers and two interviewees, that I was leaving and the reasons why.
Knowing that it would get back to you, which is probably why you never attempted to contact me when I didn't return after the break.
The way you conduct business and taking on new staff is disgraceful. The fact that I had done almost two days worth of work and still no one had asked for my bank info stinks. I assume that's the ploy you lot do, don't explain anything to the new recruits, so that when they're thrown in the deep end and don't want to work for the company anymore they won't get paid.
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