Picture the scene, an hour for lunch and purchases to acquire from a well-known chemist that also stocks a range of sandwiches and festive fayre. Office workers move quickly and sensibly from chilled goods to checkout with store card and appropriate remuneration ready.
*sighs*
What we don't want to see is non-workers, casual shoppers and the like who let's be fair usually consist of the above group, sauntering along and fucking browsing like they're on an open-topped bus on a sight-seeing tour of that London place you read about. Yes, 3 for 2's are good, yes I know you have as much right to be here as the rest of us, but FFS GET OUT OF THE TWATTING WAY! Injuries enshue, much tutting is had all of which makes for bad karma.
Soooooooo, how to end all this. I have considered euthanasia as a viable option but the answer is simple: No non-office types in town betwix the hours of 12-2. You have no job, probably pay no tax and therefore do not contribute to society as much as we do. Go home, watch Vanessa, then venture in around 2pm for some shopping. Just make sure you're home for Paul O'Grady at 5pm, cos that's when we finish innit
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