So at this time of year it’s busy at the post office.
I started work at 5 and finished around 1.15.
Me and a few of my co-workers decide to eat breakfast at the local supermarket.
In front of us is a woman who orders the all day breakfast and then turns to natter to her friend while the waitress is preparing it.
Then it starts.
WOMAN “I didn’t want beans”
WAITRESS “You never said”
WOMAN “I come in here every Saturday and I never have beans”
WAITRESS “I’m sorry but I can’t remember everyone who comes in”
WOMAN “You served me last Saturday, you must remember”
WAITRESS “Sorry ma’am but I don’t”
WOMAN “Well I’m not paying for the beans”
WAITRESS “They are only 10p you know”
WOMAN “I’m not paying for the beans you stupid girl”
ME “I’ll pay for the beans”
MY PALS “We’ll ALL pay for the beans”
WOMAN “Nobody is paying because I NEVER have beans”
AT THIS POINT WE TRY TO ORDER OUR BREAKFASTS REALISING WE ARE ON A LOSER.
US “9 all days please”
WOMAN “I haven’t finished yet”
ME picks up womans plate with beans on, “I’ll have this, give the lady one WITHOUT BEANS please miss”
WOMAN “That’s my breakfast you’ve got”
ME “But you don’t want the bloody beans, I’ll have them”
WOMAN “Who do you think you are”
ME “I’m a hungry postman and I’m sick of hearing you argue about 10p worth of beans”
WOMAN : Then calls for the manager and accuses me of stealing her breakfast which she hadn’t even paid for.
WORKMATES: They are falling about laughing, I feel really stupid and I’m getting annoyed, I’m no longer hungry…I’m pissed off.
The outcome of this episode was that the woman was escorted by security from the store, we all got FREE breakfasts.
What a fucking carry on over TEN PENCE worth of baked beans.
Actually, in Quebec, beans are very typically something you would eat for breakfast. It wouldn’t be typical to eat them with any other meal.
BUT! If our poor hungry Spogga’s beans are like ours, they aren’t the same as you would see in the south. Ours are baked beans with bits of pork lard in them. There’s a Louisiana-style restaurant here with GREAT beans, but not the same at all. They’re sweet and go real well with a supper type of meal.
PS: Spogga … I thought this was gonna end up like the “I guess she really wanted mayo” thread! LOL … Worked out well in the end. Good for you.
No COUNTY I didn’t steal her breakfast, she hadn’t paid for the stuff so it still belonged to the supermarket. In an effort to shut the dozy sod up I asked the waitress to give her a brekky WITHOUT beans [I’m sick of fucking beans now] while I took the one with , erm, beans.
Also she wasn’t arrested she was escorted from the premises by one of the security guys.
Bread, fried. Revolting stuff; it’s bread cooked in a frying pan full of oil. Lest anyone panic at the state of British arteries, full English breakfasts are not de rigeur for us on a daily basis.
