On Tuesday I had the awful job of handing the keys of my late grandmas bungalow back to the local authority. The bungalow was empty except for 3 lovely little lamps that I had taken to every charity shop in the town and been refused as they were "electrical" (lamps tend to be don't they). Anyway I was feeling a little bit tearful and sat on the front step in the sunshine. I had a flask of tea and I was just thinking about grandma...... The gate opened and up the path walked a large lady in a "high viz" jacket, work clothes etc. I she walked straight past me (stepped over me actually) and proceeded to walk around the bungalow ticking things off on her list. Not a word spoken at this point until "THREE KEYS" "That's what is says on my list" "THREE KEYS". I looked at her and in a squeeky voice said "Actually I have 4.... plus the one...... " (I didn't get chance to finish my sentence of the one in the little box on the wall outside). "BACK DOOR" she boomed bouncing through the kitchen. Again not giving me chance to answer. I was tearful at this point and she said "I need your name and address" "You have it" I said. "well I need it again and I need you to sign here to say you take responsibility for any outstanding rent"
I signed like a lamb. Pointing to the lamps she said "what's happening with them?" "Oh, I don't suppose you know of any charity who might .........." "They can't stay here, you will have to either take them with you or they will be binned.....and speaking of bins....."
I picked the little lamps up together with my coat, bag and flask and moved to the front door. "That's it then" I said. (very tearful now). "yes okay... We'll be in touch if there is any rent to pay"
I have spent the last few days thinking how I would have handled that very same situation. Do you ever think you would have done something very differently?
Cookery books and other books - are you keeping them ?
Bonnie Blue the MSM should stop all reporting.
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What a horrible insensitive woman without one ounce of empathy! I agree with everyone else Gilly. A letter of complaint to the top, that is when you feel strong enough. It is something that could definitely go on Twitter if you have an account. Customer service people get very exercised by such public criticism. Usually an immediate response is received.