I feel a rant coming on.

I may swear. If you are offended by this look away now.

Bloody customers. Sometimes I so want to tell them what i think about them, how i detest having to be all smiles and apologetic when they are in the wrong.

As i have said before, i am a picture framer. This morning a customer brought back a picture that i had framed and he had collected on Saturday, he slammed it down on the counter, and i instantly saw a large chip, and a chunk of the frame missing.

'It was like that whenb i got it home.' said he.

Erm. I think note matey boy, i wanted to say, but i held back.

If it was like that, would i honestly have let it go? and, he looked at it before he left the shop, and i wrapped it in bubble wrap. I sugest he dropped it, but he says not, and is insistant that it is shoddy work.

I offered to re frame it, which is at a loss top us because i have to order another length of frame, which wont be delivered now untill Wednesday, which left him ranting about the 'inconvinence' to him.

I smiled at him, muttered under my breath that i would do it as soon as the delivery arrived on Wednesday, walked cooly upstairs, and let out a whole load of bloody expleetives.

Arse! Shit! crap!

rant over. :##