Chip Shop Crew

There is a phenomenon I’ve noticed in Scotland (it might not be just Scotland but that’s where I’ve noticed it).

This phenomenon I’ve decided to call the “chip shop crew” phenomenon. Basically it goes like this, any chip shop that you go into has a remarkably similar staff structure.

There will be the boss man, the guy that operates the fryer and runs the show. He will always be a middle aged man and more often than not he will have no hair (some kind of natural selection process to ensure hygiene perhaps?).

There will be the real boss, a middle aged lady with a face so tough it looks like it was carved in granite by a naturally angry sculptor in a bad mood with a blunt chisel.

There will be a young but overweight and unattractive lady who is in charge of the dolly birds.

Then there are the dolly birds. There will be between 1 and 6 teenage girls with above average looks (though the constantly bored expression spoils this somewhat) serving the customers and dishing out the chips. Their styled hair, expensive jewellery and carefully applied make up are off set perfectly by their chewing gum grey overalls and dismissive nature.

Now and again there will also be a godfather figure in the chip shop. He will be an ancient man, probably over 80 years old and under 5 feet tall, who, although dressed for work, wanders about the place getting in everybody else’s way.

Don't just take my word for it though, check it out for yourself. Visit any chip shop in Scotland and you will see the Chip Shop Crew.