You can read Andrew’s detailed account of the whole sordid House of Cockup Coffees affair here.
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You can read Andrew’s detailed account of the whole sordid House of Cockup Coffees affair here.
the other side of the mountain 
what is it about places that serve vile coffee and overmayonnaised sandwiches that require the lowest possible level of service attainable?
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Did you actually ask the manager if he was dropping the kids off at the pool? Because if so, that would make a great follow up comic. (Cue request!)
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so how much did you tip him…??
😉 just kidding, that sucks… i had an even worse experience with House of Coffees, won’t ever go there again…
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Hi Kyk, love your stuff – been reading it for months but have dared not comment.
What is it about the service industry in CT generally? Zero work ethic. I particularly hate the sound of coffee beens being ground while I read a book I should really not have purchesed from Exclusives next door. That make crap tea too.
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betenoir: I think it’s in the Service Industry Charter.
peas: Nah. ‘Fraid not. She was still releasing chocolate sharks into the wild by the time we left.
stef: We gave him a wedgie, but it wasn’t atomic. Does that count?
flutter: “…dared…”? Wow, mom was right. I am abrasive. Well, hello there Flutter. Everyone, this is Flutter. Be nice.
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Chocolate sharks? That’s the best I’ve heard since “snapping one off.”
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I can’t believe you still paid for it?!
Well at least you get to bad mouth them on the internet 😉
I’ll add it to my list of places to avoid at all costs anyway, thanks for the heads up.
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peas: Oh, I have dozens of these. I have to restrain myself from using them.
louisa: Some things are worth bursting an artery over. Others aren’t. This fell into the latter category. As life lessons go, it was pretty cheap.
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But the whole waiting, arguing, paying debacle must have taken some time?
She must have been laying some SERIOUS cable to gone the whole time….
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Did you lose your temper? Please say you did? With much arm waving and general vocal grumpiness?
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crayola dude: I know. Just goes to show the importance of fibre in your diet. But for a bowl of Kelloggs All-Bran, a kingdom was lost.
dolce: Sadly, no. I was the very epitome of tranquility. Admittedly, I did heap scorn and ridicule upon the waiter, but I did so very politely.
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You know kyk it’s so frustrating to get any service these days. I went to a garage today to get petrol. The petrol jockey (female) came lazily strolling over. Then told me to turn my car around because my tank’s on the other side. I was driving a city golf! And I was parked almost right up against the pump and well forward – the hose was well long enough to go around the car. I told her this, but she had the typical arrogance and rigid mind set of young South Africans of today and refused. The other pumps were occupied. She insisted I pull the car around so I thought f¤&k her, pulled out and left.
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I am confused – why would anyone do “fortnightly dinners” in a shopping centre during summer in Cape Town?
Let this be your punishment.
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Good point, above.
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‘toti: Nuclear-powered cars! That’s what we need.
anicker: Summer? Hah! You so funny. Don’t worry, the confusion is a temporary side-effect.
crayola dude: Whose?
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The waiter’s eyes’ were brown, right? 😉
~m
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sheesh…
what is it with managers/ waiters at house of coffees! i flat refuse to even go in there anymore… there and mugg&bean, same thing there dude!
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michael: Oh very witty, Wilde, very witty indeed.
angel: Probably just as well. Too much caffeine is unhealthy.
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