tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34348634425288234.post88907666846107817..comments2023-03-24T03:00:53.471+00:00Comments on Secret Diary of a Charity Shop Manager: The not-so-great unwashedSophie Millward Shoultshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04921745633906899946noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34348634425288234.post-73452154146266324092009-11-06T22:37:59.859+00:002009-11-06T22:37:59.859+00:00Haha, I hear you! Had a man in just today reeking ...Haha, I hear you! Had a man in just today reeking of pee. How do these people not notice it? Oh well, I epect she went home, sat on the cushion and had a lovely time drinking tea out of her new contraband teapot.Sophie Millward Shoultshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04921745633906899946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34348634425288234.post-32896387952928151092009-11-04T15:28:42.123+00:002009-11-04T15:28:42.123+00:00I havn't laughed that hard in so long. I'm...I havn't laughed that hard in so long. I'm 18 on a gap year blah blah and volunteering in a charity shop for some experience what with the current lack of jobs etc etc. <br /><br />I've been told to spray the shop with air freshener every hour and a half or so. I was doing so last week, when a women comes up to me, throws her bag on the floor and says, " Excuse me, but i do not smell, and you are insulting me and the other customers by spraying that around me, I want you to stop right now and then maybe I won't tell your manager". She stank by the way, I just said that its because of a broken air con and a small door. She then stole a cushion and a tea pot.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com