To all the people that queue up overnight for a sale or to get a glimpse of a celebrity. GET A LIFE. The celebrity thing more than the sales but the sales is bad enough.
For example, when there is a big preview screening of a film in Leicester Square, where the actors and actresses turn up to watch it, people get there the night before to ensure that they get a good sport on the red carpet. All this gives them is the chance to see someone that earns a lot of money walk past them. Wow, how exciting. You see people, in all types of weather conditions, standing there just waiting. Surely, they must have something else that they could be doing. Then you get the news reporters who always use the line ‘the people have been braving the conditions to be here.’ Off they go to find a family of 13 that have been there since 5 o’clock the day before. Its normally ok for them as the parents are claiming as many benefits as they can so they probably don’t have anything else to do. The reporter will ask the kids of the family if they are enjoying it and they will scream down the mic how much they love a pop star or an actor and how they are going to be like them one day, here’s reality – no chance, shit isn’t it. I have to take my hat off to those reporters though. They must be thinking, these sad bastards, standing here all day and night to see someone walk past them for 5 minutes. If it wasn’t for them the reporters could have got a nice early night or been able to have a story about someone trying to save a local park or something as exciting.
Then the stars appear. They walk the red carpet, stand and pose for photos and talk into microphones. Do the people that get there the night before and then scream at them from the top of their lungs think that they have a given right to be remembered for their dedication, here’s reality – no chance. All they are doing is making a damn awful racket and blocking up the pathway that I want to walk down the gits (shaking fist at screen).
I think they are worse than the sales people, but they are not high on my list of people I respect. Yes I know you shoppers out there amongst us will say that there are great deals to be had and you have to get there early, I am fine with that, get there early, but don’t camp overnight. Then you get the people that say ‘I live too far away.’ I am sure there is a shopping centre near you that has all the big stores that are offering the big discounts. The doors open on some of these sales at 4am. Thank god I am not an employee of those stores then, Getting into work for such a ridiculous hour to see a throng of people waiting, salivating at the glass doors just to buy some clothes that you have ample amounts of stock for the next 4 days in the back. The security guards start to open the doors and BANG, it’s on. It’s dog eat dog. People rush forward so the doors fling open, they sprint into the shop, sliding on the polished floor trying madly to see where the items they want are. People are pushed over, if you go down then you are in trouble. The stampede waits for no man, woman or child, you cannot get in the way of the overnight queuer. After the initial hour, there is shit everywhere. Clothes are thrown from hangers and displays, and quite incredibly there is enough stuff that someone that wants to come at say 11 o’clock can saunter in and have a nice mosey around. If you ask me give me a nice warm bed any day. That is the thought for today, tune in tomorrow for something else. Laters
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