It's OK Jono, I have sent them a complaint on your behalf!
I was feeling a little brave, so fired off this email earlier.
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>> To : Oberstleutnant, RAF, Stoke on Trent, UK
>> From : Concerned member of the public.
Dear Sir.
On Tuesday 16th April, my mate, (Well, he's not a mate really, just someone I stalk on the internet) took his young lad to the RAF Job Centre in Stoke on Trent for him to do a presentation (It was called a good grilling in the old days, but I suppose you lot are now too soft to use those tactics).
He left his very important ( to you, But what's a 'A' level these days eh) paperwork on the kitchen table, and your jumped up desk jockey refused to allow him to carry on with your mind games because he didn't have it with him. Even though YOU (Yes, I mean you personally as you are in charge!) didn't tell him he needed said papers on the day.
The whole game was then cancelled, and your little Hitler security guard in flying kit re arranged another date in Newcastle under Lyme.
That's really going to upset the do gooders isn't it! Causing a Carbon footprint the size of a cricket pitch when he travels to the next venue. A whole day away from the X box, and no Facebook whilst he's hanging about aimlessly for your 'lot' to think up more excuses to get overtime.
Now, Don't be an arse ( I'm sorry to use such language when we haven't been introduced, but it's true, isn't it), send one of your 'chaps' ( Preferably the one who speaks proper English) round to his address to sort it all out and the whole nasty episode will be forgotten.
I expect a response forthwith.
Yours XXXXXXXXXX
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Lazy git's haven't even responded yet!
No need to thank me mate, it was a pleasure!
;-0))
Murt