No Self-Awareness
I had a boss who had no idea of his body odour problem, and everybody was too tactful to break it to him. Not so a visiting Rev Ian Paisley: "What the blazes is that smell? Is it you?" That sorted it. Stories of people blissfully unaware of their bad smells, bad manners and foghorn voices.
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( , Thu 29 Nov 2012, 13:31)
I had a boss who had no idea of his body odour problem, and everybody was too tactful to break it to him. Not so a visiting Rev Ian Paisley: "What the blazes is that smell? Is it you?" That sorted it. Stories of people blissfully unaware of their bad smells, bad manners and foghorn voices.
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( , Thu 29 Nov 2012, 13:31)
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Having just returned from a three-week trip to Merka
and having been served by polite, courteous people who genuinely seemed interested in me, and who went above and beyond in their efforts to assist me, it was genuinely shocking to return to England and be served by the monosyllabic petty-minded surliness that passes for customer service over here. A month ago I would never have expected to say that. I feel a little dirty doing so, but it's true.
( , Thu 6 Dec 2012, 8:58, 1 reply)
and having been served by polite, courteous people who genuinely seemed interested in me, and who went above and beyond in their efforts to assist me, it was genuinely shocking to return to England and be served by the monosyllabic petty-minded surliness that passes for customer service over here. A month ago I would never have expected to say that. I feel a little dirty doing so, but it's true.
( , Thu 6 Dec 2012, 8:58, 1 reply)
Take a good hot bath, a couple of paracetemol
and have a good nights rest, you'll soon feel better.
( , Thu 6 Dec 2012, 9:22, closed)
and have a good nights rest, you'll soon feel better.
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