Wednesday, 27 June 2007

39: pep talk

Right, replenishment assistants. No more messing around here. We have twenty five minutes to get this job done. Okay? Do I make myself understood?

I said, DO I MAKE MYSELF UNDERSTOOD?

Right. Andy. Your job is get the fruit and veg from the store room onto the shop floor as quick as possible. Get one of those trolleys. Pile it up and drag it in and just sort of tip it all into the aisles, okay? Don’t worry about making a mess.

Now Lee, what I want you to do is to get that little business-card-sized yellow cloth and the cleaning spray, and when Andy starts tipping all the fruit and veg into the aisles, start spraying it and wiping it all down with the cloth. Got it? I want to see my face in those fruit and vegetabes, Andy.

Sarah? You and me are going to be alphabetising. Apples, baby new potatoes bananas down this end; spinach, turnips, etc. over by the doors.

Right, let’s get to it, replenishment assistants.

Wait. Hold on. Put your hands in here for a second. Like this. Sarah, you too.

Now … gimme a P.

P!

Gimme an R.

R!

Gimme an O.

O!

Gimme a D.

D!

Gimme a U.

U!

Gimme a C.

C!

Gimme an E.

E!

What does it spell?

I said, WHAT DOES IT SPELL?

The replenishment assistants look back at me blankly.

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