Tanty Man is, as his name suggests, a grown man prone to throwing tanties. He is the son of the business owners where I work and he is also the manager. Despite his age of about one and a half score he likes to repair to the office for a tanty whenever something doesn't go his way. This includes fax machines, computers and printers not working, staff making errors, and sometimes just someone not returning an email quickly enough. It's nice that he usually makes it into the office before letting fly but the effect is somewhat mitigated by the fact that the door remains open at all times and the office opens directly onto the shop's front counter. Like a child playing peek-a-boo, he thinks that if he cannot be seen then he cannot be heard. Ah, Tanty Man, how you make us laugh! An average day brings forth about 2 or 3 outbursts.
In other news, The Eye (his mother) popped the other day but unfortunately I was not there to witness it. It sounded pretty juicy - she attacked a customer for being a bad parent and they had a screaming match. Then she spent the afternoon hitting herself on the head and blaming the outburst on the stress she is under which is caused by Tanty Man because he speaks to her rudely.
Did I mention I love my job?
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4 comments:
i love your job. it makes for good blog.
Aw, thanks Rosie!
You remember back when you worked n the middle of the Bold and the Beautiful? I think you might be working in Passions now. It certainly sounds entertaining.
Thanks NG. If you are right I just hope to God that midget doesn't turn up any time soon.
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