Had a very productive day today. Drove thirty minutes to a large gardening type shop this morning in search of a cover for my wife's miniature greenhouse. Spent ages wandering about before finding a helpful employee who kindly informed us that they are out of stock. Asked if any other branches had them in stock she helpfully checked the computer, returned some five or so minutes later and said 'No'. Asked when new stock would be available she went off to check the computer again. Upon her return she smiled and said 'Next spring'.
Retreated home for a light lunch and a lie-down in a darkened room after which we sallied forth again in the opposite direction, another thirty minute drive to a truly vast garden centre in the noble quest for said cover. Having expended much energy and shoe rubber (well, hardly anyone has leather these days, do they) wandering around acres (sorry hectares) with a singular lack of success amongst every conceivable item even remotely related to gardening unsuccesfuuly. We decided that an approach to the information desk might prove fruitful. Our enquiry as to where the desired item could be found was initially fielded with 'I'll ask my manager'. Ten minutes later the messenger returned to inform us that new supplies used to be delivered every spring but now there is no demand for them.
Dear Deity above, whoever and wherever you are, please protect us from what passes for French style customer service ...
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