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logansrogue) wrote2010-01-23 05:27 pm
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Fuck you, Bunnings Warehouse.
God, the Claremont Bunnings is an absolute fucking shamozzle.
They have a Paint counter there, right? You get your paint mixed up, you go there for consultation. You also have to ask someone behind that counter to unlock the spray paint display so you can buy spraypaint, which is what I wanted to do today.
I had to wait ten minutes while this guy was on call waiting on the phone. I can't stand and wait, I have a disability. I will either collapse or vomit on you right there.
I had to sit down on the dusty, disgusting concrete floor because there was no chair there for people like myself with disabilities. I was in SUPREME agony, standing for as long as I could manage. Then I gave up and sat down. I felt incredibly embarrassed to do so, but I had no choice because of the pain I was in. I'm not gonna lie, I felt really unvalued as a customer. I would have walked out but I really needed the damned spray paint.
I mean - one chair, Bunnings. ONE. You have a whole display of the fucking things around the corner! Is it so inconceivable to you buttfucks that someone might want to sit down while waiting in such a busy place as the Paint station?
God, I am fucking ropeable. I was in so much pain, I nearly vomited on the guy right there.
I don't even want to think about the precious spoons I burnt standing there like a total pillock. Don't even.
They have a Paint counter there, right? You get your paint mixed up, you go there for consultation. You also have to ask someone behind that counter to unlock the spray paint display so you can buy spraypaint, which is what I wanted to do today.
I had to wait ten minutes while this guy was on call waiting on the phone. I can't stand and wait, I have a disability. I will either collapse or vomit on you right there.
I had to sit down on the dusty, disgusting concrete floor because there was no chair there for people like myself with disabilities. I was in SUPREME agony, standing for as long as I could manage. Then I gave up and sat down. I felt incredibly embarrassed to do so, but I had no choice because of the pain I was in. I'm not gonna lie, I felt really unvalued as a customer. I would have walked out but I really needed the damned spray paint.
I mean - one chair, Bunnings. ONE. You have a whole display of the fucking things around the corner! Is it so inconceivable to you buttfucks that someone might want to sit down while waiting in such a busy place as the Paint station?
God, I am fucking ropeable. I was in so much pain, I nearly vomited on the guy right there.
I don't even want to think about the precious spoons I burnt standing there like a total pillock. Don't even.
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The number of shops without chairs next to queues or waiting areas is UNIMAGINABLE.
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Too late for you now, I know love. *hugs* but yeah...
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(PS, Miss you. Did your Connie/Ardeth drabble)
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