Saturday, January 04, 2003
Went to get my car MOT'd yesterday in a place next door to the gym (which may be truly living in 1974) - it took three hours to do my MOT and change two lightbulbs (sample conversation: "there's no such thing as a quick job, love"). Compare that to the 23 seconds it took Marcus' guys at Wembley Tyres to swap over my spare tyre, put on a new one, balance the wheels and all that (sample conversation: "don't mean to be rude, love, but I don't want yer 'ere. Quicker we get the job dan, better the business"). I'm better with the high-speed types.
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