Post by Deleted on Dec 24, 2014 9:50:06 GMT
So I rock up at Sains this morning at 8 to collect the goose. I'm allocated my order number 436. I wait. Out comes a goose after about 5 or 10 minutes ... the box is unmistakeable. 346 they yell. After another five minutes I go and ask where my order is, pointing to the goose that hasn't been collected. Oh no she says that's a turkey ... erm no. That may not be my order but that's a goose. No she says its a large turkey.
After another five minutes I go back and ask where my order is. They were very apologetic. Everyone else in the queue with me is long gone. Off they go to check. Another five minutes later they give me the box marked 346. Hold on I said this is turkey. Oh no says the bird who told me 10 minutes earlier that it was a turkey. I reminded her of our conversation. She had the good grace to stutter and blush a bit. And she apologised profusely. I left her with the sound advice that anything in a ruddy oblong box is a goose and not a bloody turkey!!
At least it wasn't rammed and I was given orange juice and offered chocs, mince pies and Buck's Fizz whilst my poor old goose sat there forlorn.
After another five minutes I go back and ask where my order is. They were very apologetic. Everyone else in the queue with me is long gone. Off they go to check. Another five minutes later they give me the box marked 346. Hold on I said this is turkey. Oh no says the bird who told me 10 minutes earlier that it was a turkey. I reminded her of our conversation. She had the good grace to stutter and blush a bit. And she apologised profusely. I left her with the sound advice that anything in a ruddy oblong box is a goose and not a bloody turkey!!
At least it wasn't rammed and I was given orange juice and offered chocs, mince pies and Buck's Fizz whilst my poor old goose sat there forlorn.