my nextdoor neighbour is manager of the nearest one, swear he is part of some weird cult/sect. Talking to the head bike mechanic in there, he used to be a race mechanic! had his own shop in the lakes, got out of it a few years ago now works in a halfords where the mgr (neighbour remember) won't let him buy boxes of spokes (and other spares for that matter) as "they are slow sellers, anything thats expected to take more than 6months to clear WE DON'T ORDER"
We both lolled like crazy, then looked across shop to see mgr. staring at us in a "I know your laughing at me" manor.
this shit gets worse, you work in halfords?
my nextdoor neighbour is manager of the nearest one, swear he is part of some weird cult/sect. Talking to the head bike mechanic in there, he used to be a race mechanic! had his own shop in the lakes, got out of it a few years ago now works in a halfords where the mgr (neighbour remember) won't let him buy boxes of spokes (and other spares for that matter) as "they are slow sellers, anything thats expected to take more than 6months to clear WE DON'T ORDER"
We both lolled like crazy, then looked across shop to see mgr. staring at us in a "I know your laughing at me" manor.