A
day in South London
Today of all days was to be an action packed day. I had to
get off to work early and before that to vote in the local authority by
election. This by-election had cause quite a lot of local acrimony with the
Liberal Democrats out in droves. I had been canvassed four times by them
myself. In this mood I set off to vote early in this by-election on my way to
work.
This hope of voting early and quickly was soon to be dashed
as I entered the polling station only to
be told I was at the wrong polling station and that I had to go up the road. I
protested as this station had been clearly indicated on the card. The polling
official was insistent so I headed off to the other poling station which was
about five minutes walk away. Another lady had been told the same and was also
complaining about having to get to work
I arrived at the other polling station only to be told that I
had to go back to the original polling station. One of the officials was
speaking on his mobile and he said ”I
have a gentleman here who is quite irate” Well of course this time I was irate
after having been sent on a mini tour of the ward's polling stations. I asked
who I could complain to and was given the name of the head of electoral
registration to complain to and was told that my original polling station had
been given instructions. I was asked where I lived and it appeared the whole
block had been the subject of confusion.
This time the polling official apologized profusely and
issued me with a ballot paper. Of course this time I was able to vote. Such was
that even with the local authority organizing the polling it was not simple matter. I could not have made this
up! I was able to board my bus to work.
After work I just popped in to the supermarket to get a
bottle of wine to take to my friend who I was going to see later. This however
was nota simple matter as a ferocious argument broke out in the supermarket. On
one of the aisles I saw a lady abusing
one of the supermarket staff. In general of course my instinct was to move to
the checkout.
Later I saw an employee move to the checkouts saying to the
staff ”You see that lady with the
kettles you are not to serve her!”
She then told the woman she would not be served
“That lady has assaulted me
“Why should I do a thing like that?”
“You barged into me with the kettles?”
The employee then said “I am the franchisee and I can say who
we serve or not! And we are not serving you!”
The lady then stormed into an ante room and the door then
opened to show her talking to the security guard. She was then ejected promptly
from the store.
One of them said about the employee
“She has got a temper”
Everybody stood at the checkouts open mouthed at this fight
that had been going on>
Well never a dull moment in South London!
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