You are viewing a single comment's thread from:

RE: The Horrors of Kwiksave: The Staff

in The Ink Well4 years ago

Excuse me!
Between 1980-85, I was a store manager with said supermarket chain and enjoyed every moment of it ( tongue firmly in cheek). Working 5 1/2 days a week + 2 late night shopping sessions for shit salary I took it upon myself to load my boot up with groceries once a week (Wednesday afternoon, half day closing )to improve my work/life balance. As well as the occasional ahem! Fiddle on my petrol expenses.

Happy memories about the ladies who worked there, my little soldier saw so much action! My last supervisor Mary O’Dwyer, a couple of years older than me, a raucous, fit as a butchers dog, Londoner. I still have fond memories of her. I will never forget the opening lines to our dalliance. It took place whilst we were having a coffee and a bite to eat in the office.

‘Mr. Grimes” she said “ did you know raw mushrooms taste just like spunk” looking me in the eye as she popped one in her mouth.

I shall leave that with you.

Sort:  

I took it upon myself to load my boot up with groceries once a week

A shocking admission... I should report you to the head office.. where was it, Llandudno or somewhere like that. It might be a good UX target.. have you looked?

about the ladies who worked there, my little soldier saw so much action!

So Mort was shagging Sharon, is that why she looked so happy..

It took place whilst we were having a coffee and a bite to eat in the office.

So the Armchair club is real and not a figment of my imagination?
https://peakd.com/hive-170798/@slobberchops/mort-the-shit-manager-the-armchair-club

“ did you know raw mushrooms taste just like spunk” looking me in the eye as she popped one in her mouth.

This is something I can imagine Sharon coming out with. She was a feisty one.., I am quite passionate about my 4 years of torture during my Kwiksave tenure. Will be interesting from your perspective.

Surely you started as a stock lad?

The tales I could tell!

Through a “friend” I started in January 80 as a trainee manager, had my own store in Shrewsbury by June finished in 85 at Whitchurch, when through another “friend” I moved into heavy industry.

I bet you didn’t know a pallet of sugar is very warm and comfortable for making the beast with two backs 😂

I have future tales about the sugar truck, keep your eyes peeled..

You were never a Stock Lad and had to endure the slavery I was subjected too, I was extremely fit then, the only perk I got!

I shall!