The shop across the square from my flat came under new ownership a while back. It’s been a mix of better and worse changes. The longer opening hours (until 10pm every night) are great for convenience. There’s been some aesthetic renovations, some of which are a marked improvement on the old shop, but there’s been a massive reduction in floorspace, and it’s a little unclear why they’ve done that. Its now very cramped. They’ve reduced the variety of stock, but upped the volume of what they do buy, adding to the cramped layout.

Anyway, the new owner has his son working there, as far as I can tell, every single minute that he’s not in school. He’s maybe 12 or 14 and, because his dad is boss, I’ve heard him talking to the staff in quite an abrupt manner. We’re talking about folk who’ve worked in that shop for about as long as he’s been alive (one even longer) and he talks to them like they’re idiots just because they lack the clairvoyance to know what changes the new owners are making.

He served me just now. Once he’d scanned my shopping, I asked for one of the toffee donuts I’d seen in the bakery cabinet. Off he trotted.

“WE’RE ALL OUT,” he shouts at me from the cabinet, 15 feet away. Okay, what are those on the right? “You mean fudge donuts?” That’ll do, thanks. Back he comes to the till with it. “They’re actually fudge donuts. The yum-yums are toffee.” Okay. Thanks. Bye.

Sounds like a right nob. Reminds me of the deli near my work, they have a very enticing display of cakes and cake-like substances, none of which are labelled or priced up. Every single bloody time me or the wife have ordered one we’ve received a condescending correction about what fucking cake type it actually is. We don’t give a fuck what it’s called, if you know which one I mean put it on the fucking plate and shut up.

I thought the donut thing was just in American films.

I call them doughnuts

Fresh donuts are great, not fussed about any others.

GooberTheHat wrote:

They're real. We've got them over here too.

Haha.

I don't really get the Krispy Kreme appeal either. No substance and the wrong kind of sickly. I like the ones that come down the little conveyor belts on piers.

Moot_Geeza wrote:

If theyre filled jam is fine, custard is wrong.

Incorrect.

Krispy Kreme only for the biscoff number.

Nina wrote:

I don't like donuts, they always look incredibly tasty when on display and are such a big disappointment when you actually bite into one.

One of the improvements at the supermarket is that they’ve got a new bakery supplier, and there’s a selection of savoury pies and pastries, and sweet confections. This is the second time I’ve had one of these donuts, and it’s incredible. The right amount of icing on the top, so it’s sweet but not too sweet, and it’s filled with something that’s somewhere between really thick, whipped cream and custard. Now, given a choice, I’m picking a jam filling over a custard one every day of the week, but I’m willing to make an exception in this case, because it is so good.

Custard donuts for life

GooberTheHat wrote:

Fresh donuts are great, not fussed about any others.

Yeah, the stale ones aren't as good.

People who say "altogether that's........." when telling me what the bill is.

I assume you have added it up for me.

Donughts with slightly chewie dough are great. I think Offbeat Donughts do ones like that. But the doughnuts with flakes and ferrero rocher etc on top are too much.

When works of fiction have characters translate some ancient text from a mural or a book, and the translation has poetic rhythm, and it rhymes. It happened the other night when I was playing Shadow of the Tomb Raider, and I remember As Above, So Below being a pretty bad offender, too. I know it’s possible to translate something that has rhythm and rhymes so that the translation also has rhythm and rhymes, but nobody is doing it on the fly like that.

Someone in the office has changed their ring tone to the first few bars of The Flumps theme.

Home working can't come quickly enough.