A gift.....from a Scatology Major.

Over at the Hall of Plenty we now feel that we have heard it all, not just on our counter but the other purveryors of face altering goodies too. At a meeting to improve our customer service skills we did what all good cosmetics consultants do, exchange information.
(DON'T even think we were gossiping whilst a pasty trainee manager donned a hat and sparkly waistcoat in an attempt to get us 'on board' with positive, customer friendly body language. See the Portas factor is simply making good people humilate themselves, whilst we look on in a manner that can only be described as jaded.)

Apparently, and it did NOT happen in our store, somebody opened a new treatment room in a store and a disgruntled employee left them a special present when they had leave to make way for a new beautician...... Keep thinking......., yes. Only they hid it and it wasn't immediately found.

Now  I have seen and heard a few things; the image of a dwarf with a hoover attached to his knob was probably the worst image burnt into my memory, but to actually be that pissed off that you would drop your pants, curl one up, tuck it in a tissue and hide it in a crevice that is just WRONG!

And not very customer friendly.