Parcel Force are c**ts

I work for parcelforce and I think you should know, we think you're cunts - yes that word you love so. Thin, whiney, shaven legged pricks to be precise.

Do you have any idea how wide of the mark you are?

I earn just over £20,000 a year for 6 hours work a day. So if I wanted too, i could get another job should the need arise...Don't earn enough to care? I love my job thanks, I listen to the radio, talk filth to your secretary wives etc It's great. Self employed colleagues of mine earn in excess of £50,000 pounds a year. So my work life balance, and my colleagues wages disprove you're little myth about our pauper status.

We get paid quite large bonuses as well for delivering a 96.6% quality of service. The other 3.4 unfortunately is down to cunts who don't put the post code with the address, those who order stuff that they're not going to be in for and because the neighbours think they're cunts too won't take it in for them.

And the classic, parents address problem. Tricky one that. Leads straight to the equally classic prick spouting shit out of his mouth because something got delivered to an address (or neighbour thereof) that he infact asked for.

Bad service. Shocking.

The very small balls of the average cyclist is proven by the fact that only one person even slightly pulled you up on your gross ignorance.

Still keep patting each other on the back and spit bile onto others to make yourselves feel a little bit better.

And for my piano moment, I might also mention to the colleague of mine who held the hand of a crushed cyclist while he died after being backed into by a Lorry, in a loading bay near Tower Bridge a couple of months ago. By all accounts he was glad to have a parcelforce driver around.

Get a fucking life. Wankers, utter wankers.

All very well put, and very enlightening.
But it doesn't change the fact that you're a cunt though.