I had cause to visit one of the suppliers to my business yesterday. Because of holidays they weren’t delivering but they were open for collections so I went to pick up an order.
Their premises are it’s fair to say, in one of Glasgow’s less salubrious areas and there are various security measures in place. The car park is festooned with video cameras and the entrance to the building has a weapons grade intercom and a complicated looking combination entry system.
The company are ornamental fish importers and wholesalers, and that being the kind of business which would attract the interest of the casual passer by, they don’t even have a sign on the outside other than a hand painted one with the three initial letters of the company’s name on it. As the company is concerned with trade only and they don’t deal directly with the public, their low profile no doubt saves endless futile conversations with the said curious casual passers by.
I felt as if I was on some secret assignment as I was greeted at the front door by the manager who, as he let me in, looked out both ways and said “I hope you’ve locked your vehicle”. Once inside it was good to see that my order was ready for collection. Two boxes, one containing fish, in water and oxygen filled bags and the other with crickets and locusts to keep some hungry reptiles going over the remainder of the festivities.
As I signed the cheque and prepared to leave, the manager apologised for all the security measures.
“Sorry Robert but it’s like working in the central location of the Zombie Apocalypse”
I shouldn’t really have laughed…..
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