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Good morning....errr sorry i mean Good afternoon

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celerycelery
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Joined: 20 Sep 2007, 16:44

Good morning....errr sorry i mean Good afternoon

Post by celerycelery »

Since the introduction of our new hours i cant get out the habit of saying good morning to people then looking at my watch and seeing its nearly 13.30. Funny thing is though they always say good morning back :chuckle . Also i can remember on a tuesday waiting for the chippy to open, now its bloody shut by the time i get there.
borderscot
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Joined: 05 Oct 2007, 12:35

Post by borderscot »

My chippy opens at four so I can't wait for Christmas, save making my tea :cuppa :lfo :cfo
pinstripe
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Joined: 25 May 2007, 16:42
Gender: Male
Location: 2 left turns from reality

Re: Good morning....errr sorry i mean Good afternoon

Post by pinstripe »

celerycelery wrote:Since the introduction of our new hours i cant get out the habit of saying good morning to people then looking at my watch and seeing its nearly 13.30. Funny thing is though they always say good morning back :chuckle . Also i can remember on a tuesday waiting for the chippy to open, now its bloody shut by the time i get there.
I've started saying "Good evening", if anyone corrects me I just say I'm practicing for when RM decide to make us start even later and to expect your post at supper time. The customers have already noticed how late I'm getting there and believe me. Strangely I don't think I'm telling porkies. :confused
Stormproof
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Gender: Female

Post by Stormproof »

I delivered a special at nearly 2pm today, walked in their office door and said 'mornin' :oops: its going to take along time for all of us to get out of that habit. I've just got back from town, whilst waiting for the bus at 6.15pm one of our posties walked past me with his trolley on the way back to the DO :shock:
So keep on moving, moving, moving your feet
Keep on shuf-shuf-shuffling to this ghost dance beat
Just keep on walking down never ending streets


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