No dodgy customers this time. Except the gang of gypsies we had who not only camped outside but in the food area shouting and screaming.
It didn't last long because since the terrorist attack in Glasgow on Saturday, real police officers (not PCSOs for a change...nothing against them though) have been on site walking round and cruising round the car park. I had originally thought they were because of the gypsies but I realised it was because of terrorists when I saw them bashing down man hole covers and putting seals on them. We've also had some new signage on the staff doors ranting that we must not hold the doors open for anyone. I wouldn't think we're a prime target and Pizza Hut's location is all the way into the centre so if anything did happen then at least us and our customers would be ok - hopefully. But that is quite selfish.
So that above is what I wrote yesterday and saved as a draft.
Then on my bus journey today, I saw something I'd never seen before. A 4x4 paramedic car and an ambulance with blue lights on, next to a bus stop. 3 people in green overalls stood there, as well as a sobbing elderly lady wiping her face with a tissue and one of the green people had their arm on her shoulder. Then on the floor, an elderly gentleman and one of the paramedics performing CPR on him and those shock pad things nearby. The bus drove on and that was last I saw of that. I thought about what I'd just seen, potentially the last seconds of a mans live. It wasn't on TV...it was real. It is very unlikely I'll ever find out whether the gentleman survived but I really hope he did.
That set me up in a miserable mood for the rest of day so I stayed in the kitchen as much as possible only going to front for a cup of Tango and saving pizza from falling on the floor.
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PHTM, I'm sorry but it happens...please believe me when I say I don't want to sound either patronising or condescending, but you sound to me like the fresh side of twenty five...believe me as a cynical old sod the wrong side of double that... it really does...it could even BE me...accept it...death is part of life...
It really never gets easier to handle either... all you can do is keep your head and do your job... if you're qualified to help, then fine, otherwise it's very sad, but there's nothing you can do...
Tough lesson that I unfortunately learned four days short of my thirteenth bithday when my father collapsed and died in front of me...wouldn't really wish it on anyone else, but sadly reality intrudes...
We too had the Armed Police patrolling around Chelmsford Town Centre the other day. Reminds me of when I used to work in London, and sometimes I'd see the cash / bullion "runs" being done from the Mint... You'd get three or four Police Cars escorting three or four heavy duty armoured trucks, and all the Police cars would have four officers in them, with all bar the driver resting their guns on the doors so that they "poked" out the open windows. The last car had a red L.E.D. Signblazer in it's rear window that used to say "Do not attempt to pass" or something like that. Very intimidating!
Sorry about the death thing... like they say, these things happen. Somewhere someone dies, and somewhere else, someone is born.
On a lighter note, how did you save the "falling" Pizza?
Was it one of those "everything goes in slow-motion" events, where you dived at a slice, mouthing "Noooooooooooo!" in a super-low voice, whilst there were cut shots of the rest of the staff in various "terrified" poses? ;-)
Bracknell pizza hut used to get loads of gippo problems!!!
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