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| November 26 2001 Monday Arrived at the Marco Polo Travel Agency for work experience at 9 a.m. Sent home by the boss at 9.01 a.m. to change into a suit. I told him that I thought I was here to sell holidays, not investment portfolios, and therefore considered that my dress of shorts, trainers and 'I Love Ibiza' tee shirt was entirely appropriate, but he wasn't having any. I got back at 9.30 in my suit and asked him whether he wanted me to call him Marco or Mr Polo. He said 'You want to be a travel agent and you don't know who Marco Polo was?' I don't want to be a travel agent and I do know who Marco Polo was but I wasn't letting him know so I said: 'Did he invent the mint with the hole?' He just glared at me, so I asked him what he wanted me to do. He told me to go into the kitchen, brew up, then serve tea to the staff. I asked him if I should go home first and get dressed as a waitress. To this he said that he'd been told by the Work Experience teacher that I was a bit of a smartarse, and that this suited him down to the ground because he had smartarses for breakfast. If you ask me he's a bit of a twat. For the rest of the day I just watched the others, 'to see how we do things here at Marco Polo', and brewed up and served tea another three times. |
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