Legs are for walking on.

One of the high irritant factors in this job is the constant bitching and moaning that you get from the lovely customers. One particular irrittant of mine is when people (usually the businessmen) moan when they have to walk further than 10 metres to get to their car. Some get really offended, and they have to carry nothing more than their fat arse and a piece of hand-luggage.

If you want your car brought to the door, break both your legs and return to me in a wheelchair. There are people out there that can't walk at all and you're moaning about having to shift your ass 100 metres? Doesn't impress us, and we don't care if you're the CEO of a massive company. You're still lazy in our eyes.