Great service from box office.

Just to say thanks for such efficient service from the box office. E-mailed for Hudds tickets on Sunday night, received an e-mail confirming Monday morning and they were in the post this morning. Great service from a small club with few staff. Nice to say good things about our club.

 

I have never had anything but excellent service from the Box Office.

 

Good to see someone post up when service is good - all too often people only post up when they've had a complaint

 

A hassle free transaction?

Jolly well done BFC.

 

Big up also to the admin staff at Griffin Park. From the tearing of the ticket perforation to the activation of the turnstile, they were a model of courtesy and efficiency throughout. They even gave me change for a £20 note without so much as a sigh of exasperation. Thanks for the fantastic service Brentford, it really made my day!

 

woohoo, yay Sainsburys

I bought my shopping on Sunday and they served me and that.

 

On a Sunday as well! Now THAT'S customer service.

 

I know.

Almost immediately though, I sent a letter to God to complain about it.

 

Good thinking. Did you get the usual high-handed, supercilious response?

 

Nothing as yet, but I'm running home everyday in anticipation.

I've had a lot of interest from Readers Digest though and God does move in mysterious ways. So I bought the 'You and Your Rights' guide to law.

I'm sure that's what he would have wanted.

 

Given that God is everywhere and that he sees all, why did you bother writing him a letter. Or did you write it and just leave it out on the table for him to see.

 

obviously I didn't want to confuse the non believers. I actually 'thought' him a letter with my hands together.

I'm waiting for his reply in my head.

 

Mysterious ways schmysterious ways - it's high time God became more accountable. Besides, a friend of a friend of a milkman saw him in Ardsley House the other day talking to Mazher Mahmood, something about building a mosque on the car park.

If I were you I'd put my foot through the Sainbury's receipt - and send him the bill.

 

My God (Terry) communicates with me in my head - he makes me kill prostitutes and rewards me with sparkly lights.

At least I'm not a heathen.

 

I'm size 9 and I didn't by much shopping so I'm not sure my foot would fit.

I'll check when I get home.

 

IT'S A MIRACLE!

 

I'm glad you see me as a god Rosco.....or is it another Terry you were worshipping? Either way I'm dissappointed. I only thought Stevie would drink my piss now maybe you as well?

 

Sorry Terry (not you big guy), you may have the same first name but you aren't He. Unless it is you telling me to kill prostitutes, is it?

 

Only the one who nicked 25 quid off me in Bangkok. Shes a bitch and I hope she dies of Aids of the arsehole which is a high possibility.</p>

Her name was dan daan tukki to wa. She was amazed by my fanny impression with my mouth to such an extent she allowed me to kiss her when i was giving her one.</p>

Can you get Aids from kissing?</p>

That must be why I'm such a skinny lovely person. </p>