I always said I would never complain about hot weather, but this week has been a bit of a trial. It's not the heat itself, it's people and their reactions to it. We had parents letting their children play out at lunchtime yesterday, and then complaining when their kids got sunburnt. We've had people trying to use disposable barbecues ON THE GROUND where everything is as dry as a scorpion's flip-flop and then reacting like we've asked them to drink bleach when we ask them to stop using them. We've closed down some of our outside activities today, and we've had people moaning about that. "You should let us make our own decisions about what's safe for us and what isn't," I was told by a large, bearded Yorkshireman. I explained that, generally speaking, we like that to be true, but when we have strict guidelines to follow from the government, and when we have an installer's recommendation that 'this equipment should NOT be used in temperatures exceeding 30 degrees Celsius' then we have to adhere to that and ask the public to do the same.
Being in management is great when it's logistics and planning; when it comes to dealing with the public it annoys me. The last few days have reminded me of being at the garage during the first lockdowns. So much hassle from people who seemed to find minor changes to the way we operated as a personal insult. So many twats who felt the restrictions shouldn't apply to them, or who couldn't get their heads around simple rules 18 months after they were instigated. I don't want to re-tread that old ground here today, but I've certainly been reminded of it this week. Certain people are awash with selfishness and ignorance and they seem to be the ones who are the loudest. And we've still got a few days left in this heatwave yet, so things won't be getting better for a while....
RC 12-8-22
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