There is a small corner shop near here run by two old wimmin and a dim girl. I hate going there
They have no system for
Bangheaddoing anything and spend most of their time gassing, faffing, eating, chatting on the phone etc.
If there are ten customers only the girl serves (while on the phone "Ooh then what did she say....?") and if there is only one customer (e.g. me) they stand about chattering to each other, so that when they finally manage to give me what I asked for they have got it wrong cos they weren't listening
Opposite is a grocery shop run by, yes, three wimmin.
Fooking ditto