You're fired: Lindsay, after she openly admitted
in the boardroom that she was "rubbish" and Lordsiralun suggested she
should go back to “swimmin’”. Goodbye too to Nurun, who could sell
in Peterborough, but found the big boy city pressure of pushing scented candles
to tourists in a gentile Greenwich market stall a bit too much.
Lucky escape: James Hill “multiple business
owner”. A man who both slicks *and* bouffes his (head) hair - and dries
his armpit hair with a hair dryer.
Breach!: James Hill might be familiar with hair
care, but he could benefit from some guidance on regulation and the law,
after claiming Team Summit’s previously unsold candles had an RRP of £45 -
until Lady Brady publicly admonished him for attempting a misleading price practice and stood over him until he sheepishly rubbed it off his chalkboard. How this regulator laughed.
Sarah-watch: Everyone's favourite hypnotherapist continues to 'shine'. After she'd got over her
“NO-ONE WANTS TO BUY MY CANDLE WAAAAAAH” sulk, she took on a new tactic,
shouting "SMELL MY CANDLE" and stuffing it in a random passerby's
face. Eventually a customer offered her a tenner. Sarah's
response? A really grudging “£10? Fine. Pfff.” *eye roll*
Next week: They create an online video
channel. It looks like they’re going for cooking and sexercise.
What could possibly go wrong?
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