I stood in the Post Office Depot for 30 minutes this morning while they ran around like blue ar5ed flies. They refused to serve anyone until they found a parcel which had gone missing. The lady in front of me was going spare and was ranting and raving. This fat bird behind the counter said "we must find Mr.Keane's parcel, it is very important you know". "Its not eveyday we get a parcel for a footballer, we don't want to let him down". FFS - what makes that c@nt better than anyone else??? He wasn't even there, the rest of us mug's have to trudge on down and wait in line.
I hope it was f@cking broke or damaged by the time he got it - c@nt. :annoyed:
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