Showing posts with label common sense. Show all posts
Showing posts with label common sense. Show all posts

Obituary from The London Times



Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
- Knowing when to come in out of the rain;
- Why the early bird gets the worm;
- Life isn't always fair;
- and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).
His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged wit h sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.

It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth a nd Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers;
I Know My Rights
I Want It Now
Someone Else Is To Blame
I'm A Victim

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

Guess that's why you need management

We have a Tim Hortons location on site at my place of work, and while they are hard working individuals, they don't always have a great deal of common sense, especially when it comes to taking an order they don't often get.
Here are two examples:

When they first came out with their frozen slushie-like drink "IceCap", they made it in one variety. Shortly thereafter they introduced "flavour shots" for an extra $0.25. There was no disclaimer as to any limitations or stipulations of use. In other words, to my mind, you could have this shot in whatever drink you wanted. The following are three exchanges on three different days.

Me: Good morning, I would like a medium raspberry icecap
TH: You want a raspberry smoothie?
Me: No, I want a medium raspberry icecap
TH: OK, medium icecap
Me, Yes, raspberry
Blank stare, goes to manager, manager nods, picks up cup, proceeds to demonstrate, order completed.

Me: Good morning, I would like a medium raspberry icecap
TH: Good morning, one medium raspberry icecap.
That was the location manager, she completed the order with no addition fuss


Me: Good morning, I would like a medium raspberry icecap
TH: Raspberry smoothie?
Me:No, icecap, raspberry
TH: We don't do that
Me: She did it yesterday (I point to manager at next cash register)
She goes over, talks to manager, manager nods and proceeds to demonstrate, order complete.


But today's takes the cake.
Me: Hi, how much for just a tea bag. No water, no cup, just the bag.
TH: (Looks at register, asks the server next to her, who shows her the price) $.011
Me: Alright, I would like one each of your teas please. No water, no cup, just the bags. How many is that?
TH: Blank stare
Cleark #1 goes over to clerk #2 and asks. They huddle, they look over the rack of tea bags, and #1 goes into the back to get the manager. Who happens to be in the middle of baking and is in her apron covered in flour, etc. Manager comes over, takes one each of the 10 varieties of tea bags and hands them to #1. She comes over and hands them to me.
Me: Can I have a small bag to put them in please?
TH: $.053 please
Me: Thank you

Take my bag of teas and return to work.



Oh, yeah, did u catch the math?