Running around and waiting………………..

We had a lot of running around to do today, the first being to take our friend to the surgery for her foot to be checked and redressed.
We left pretty early because we would catch the school run and it was a miserable start to the day. We arrived in plenty of time and I was able to park close to the door.
While I was waiting, I watched other patients come and go, one of which could not park her car to save her life and nearly hit me twice, before driving into a space she could have driven into immediately on arrival. She then gave me the iciest stare, simply because I’d ‘tooted’ her.  She was in the surgery for two minutes.Our friend came out and had been told off for not resting her foot enough. She has no infection and has to go back next week. We are free that day so can take her.
On the way home she had a bit of shopping to do, but insisted on going into the shop herself (rest didn’t apply today I think LOL). They didn’t have any eggs again so I said we’d try and get some as we had some running around to do today.

Most of it was banking business and the waiting due to lack of staff available. Hubby waited patiently for almost 20 minutes as one woman was having a go at one cashier because she had no means of identification and got angry because the girl was trying to help but with no details other than a sorting code, it wasn’t sufficient information to divulge account details. Having been in that position myself, the cashier was only doing her job.
The other teller was occupied by an old boy telling her about his holiday and family. He was totally oblivious to anyone (Hubby) waiting and was chatting away. I remember elderly customers like that from my High Street days, and many lived alone so the only people they spoke to were those in shops, libraries, post offices or banks.
Hubby was in too much pain to hang around any longer and as there was no end in sight for either cashier becoming free, he left.

My turn to queue and get nowhere next. Tesco have a new computer system and it doesn’t recognise phone top up cards, even their own. I was referred to the phone desk after paying for my purchases, and there were two people there and one assistant. The guy had a problem with his phone which was pretty easily rectified, but the woman was another kettle of fish, and even when someone else came on duty, they started to help the other girl so I was left leaning on the trolley. Not good for my back, so I left.

Next shop and the cashier could not top up my phone card as she didn’t know how. Customer services would be my best bet she said. That was a No with two people waiting there and the attendant on duty being the one who had vacated the till where I was originally queueing and had the personality of a dead fish. I didn’t bother.
I did however notice that at last they had some instant custard in. Hurrah. It’s been out of stock for about four months, and the last time we bought some it was 20p having risen from 15p. All I can say is that it is still in the shop as at 69p I am not paying it, especially as three packs of the posh stuff is cheaper! (I bought two packs of three in protest)
Home then and Hubby dropped me off to walk Maya back from the clubhouse.
I got dinner (we have both over eaten and are paying for it with indigestion) while he went down to our local post office where he could pay money into his account and also top up my phone. If we hadn’t had the other banking business to attend to, we could have done everything locally, but I did need to get Hubby’s yogurts and the flavour that suits him best isn’t sold here.

Other than the hanging around though, it’s not been too bad a day.
Weather has been a bit iffy, but at least it’s not raining now.
Coming up to 6pm so time to take Maya for another walk I think, then I can settle down to my blog and respond to all the pingbacks and comments.

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