Parcel Force are c**ts

Perhaps they're not all bad. Bit like coppers and black people.

And people with multiple internet aliases

what about black jewish coppers (the female ones) are they all bad?

The one-legged lezzer ones are vile...

And people with multiple internet aliases

Surely you don't use the same username for every website or forum that you visit.

I'm actually Platini too. And Hippy.
I'm not Chris Crash though. That's BMMF having fun.

I'm actually Platini too. And Hippy.
I'm not Chris Crash though. That's BMMF having fun.

Three aliases on one site? If that's true then you're a bad man.

Three aliases on one site? If that's true then you're a bad man.

Watch it, I've got my iron eye on you.

Well, I've got scheduled activities to deal with, so goodnight

It's true. I'm the angrier antipodean aspect of wiganoutwill's personality.. be careful I bite with the slightest provocSNAP!.

Parcelforce are dicks my last interaction with them was when I sent a parcel with them. The driver who came to collect it ended our little meeting by throwing the box back into my flat and storming off because my dog, who was standing behind me barked at him!?!? I mean imagine meeting something as crazy as a dog! Fair enough if he had to actually 'deal' with her, her being a very cute looking good natured dog, but just barking at him.

Morons

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.

welcome to the forum, you really should have been a wank.

do you have a name? i want to thank your boss for posting on here.

6 hours work a day? That's blinding. Is it shift work though? I wouldn't mind 6 hours if it was starting early, say 0600 to 1200 would be perfect.

Get a fucking life. Wankers, utter wankers.

We're not the ones spending our free time trawling the internet to come to the rescue of a fucking company we work for.

Sad fuckwit.

A 10 to 4 job? that'd be quite nice than spending all evening earning fuck-all at a shit wetherspoon pub restocking shit beer because I couldn't do much.

admin should get his email address, and lets do some detective work and show his boss what he just wrote

Mate there is a phone number for people like you: 0800 HTFU

hahaha they aren't even enough digits!!! love it.

Parcelforce are still cunts.

Thin, whiney, shaven legged pricks to be precise.

Let's get this straight. I am not thin but would love to be. Indeed, being thin is something to aspire to; being lardy is unpleasant, unaesthetic and unhealthy. I should know.

I do not shave my legs. When the need arises, as arise it must from time to time, I have this chap who waxes them for me for a modest fee.

Prick? Well, let's consider this one. I enjoy cycling. I didn't moan about your employer but respect the right of any consumer to question the service that is provided to him or her particularly when that service is provided by a near monopoly.

On the other hand, you are clearly articulate and, as you say, state educated. The taxes that I have paid with the sweat of my endeavours helped to educate you to a reasonable if not advanced level. And you took that education and squandered it, chosing, rather than to utilise the great advantage that you had been given but, instead, to waste your abilities skiving when you are supposed to be performing seemingly menial tasks. Surely, if you return society's investment in you, a society that has nurtured you and allowed you to think, we are entitled to ask "who is the prick?"

Now run along, Postman Pat.

Who is it then?
Come on, we're on tenterhooks here...

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.

i loved that bit when he said that postman pat bit...

Horrible thought.

Was the lorry that backed onto the cyclist driven by a ParcelForce driver? If so, I very much doubt that the poor cyclist was happy to have a ParcelForce driver anywhere near him.