Behind the charm, the fake smile, there’s something reptilian about him, Larry thinks.
He feigns interest in the two-hour workshop, unpaid, attendance compulsory.
The reptile, a smarmy thirty-something ‘consultant,’ preaches about “teamwork” “being the brand” “showing the customer your passion.”
“Try it on a zero-hour contract where negative comments from customers can cost you your livelihood,” thinks Larry
12:00 noon. Phew! It’s over.
“Oh, one more thing,” says the reptile.
“I’ll be joining you today.”
“What?!” thinks Larry.
“I hope to give you all - and your supervisors - some feedback on how you’re doing.”
“God have mercy,” thinks Larry.
He feigns interest in the two-hour workshop, unpaid, attendance compulsory.
The reptile, a smarmy thirty-something ‘consultant,’ preaches about “teamwork” “being the brand” “showing the customer your passion.”
“Try it on a zero-hour contract where negative comments from customers can cost you your livelihood,” thinks Larry
12:00 noon. Phew! It’s over.
“Oh, one more thing,” says the reptile.
“I’ll be joining you today.”
“What?!” thinks Larry.
“I hope to give you all - and your supervisors - some feedback on how you’re doing.”
“God have mercy,” thinks Larry.
