July 2021 by Goldman King
Not good. I went in on 14-12-2020 with my brother to pick up my winnings. Soon as I went in I walked up to the counter where two lasses were animatedly chatting to a customer. I postitioned myself strategically over the social distancing marker. The customer left about 15 seconds later and I waited patiently for some service; and I waited, and waited... No joy. For some unknown reason I seemed to be invisible to the two customer service assistants because they completely ignored me and didn't even acknowledge my presence. I had become Griffin! I tried to catch their eye by producing my winning ticket and holding it in a prominent upright position, but no, the two assistants seemed to have been afflicted by some form of Prosopagnosia and I turned around for some affirmation from my brother who also had a bewildered look on his face. I again checked my position on the social distancing marker to ensure I was not being excluded from service because I had violated some obscure Betfred byelaw or breached an unwritten clause of bookmakers' etiquette, but no I was a good boy.Aware now, the possibility of collecting my winnings was as forlorn as England winning the FIFA world cup, I nodded to my brother and we promptly vacated the sacred sanctum of which, it had seemed we had inadvertently strayed. We swiftly made our way to the much friendlier Betfred located in Tubwell and where my visiblity returned. Fully opaque, was able to collect my winnings.This was a complete mystery to me and my brother as to why we were invisble to the Betfred staff in Northgate, but this did actually happen and if they check their security cameras for 14-12-2020 at about 12:45pm you will see my brother and me on the premises. I'm the lad in the green jacket. True story.
