Sentences with phrase «service was a little late»

Not exact matches

Maid service is twice a day, with a turn down service later on an evening — a nice little touch, and the chocolates you're given are good quality (unlike some hotels that provide particularly horrid chocs!!)

Owning several online retail stores ourselves, the Christmas holidays never sneak up... but, yet, I'm always a little lost in the shuffle until Chrismas eve, when it's too late for any orders to be shipped in time, so we can «close down» customer service for the next day and I can actually breathe.

We ordered room service a few times for our little one when we were heading out for a late dinner.

«The consequence of the long - drawn - out negotiations over the latest reform appears to be little or no long - term saving to the taxpayer or reduction in generosity, on average, of pensions for public service workers,» Carl Emmerson, deputy director of the IFS, said.

«I had always planned to join the military, so my options at that point were to go straight to college and defer my service or join right after high school and go to college a little later.

As I'll discuss a little later, eHarmony has millions of members and the last I heard it was still the largest online dating service (when measured by daily visits).

When trying to contract out cleaning services, Dean Griffiths, RNCM estate service manager, stipulated that they were looking for a company that went «that little bit further in value added terms as well as forward thinking, with a finger on the pulse of all the latest market developments.»

When her children were little Margaret was the story lady during the morning church service, and later she held a story circle at the after school care her grandson attended.

It seems Snapchat is the latest victim in what is becoming a long line of apps and services experiencing security breaches and compromises, though it's a little confusing just how or where it happened.

However, the latest index appears to reflect something of a mini resurgence for some of the top - rated FSPs (Full Service Providers) and I must say it is something that surprised me a little.

I'm a little late in publishing this entry, but in honour of St Patrick's Day on the weekend, there is a 25 % discount on all of the literary services until midnight March 24.

This is a tough one for me as there were a couple of posts I thought would get more traction — but the +1 goes to «Recreating the wheel — very good sentences from the Book, Little Boy Blue» — which I think highlights just how long the ideas of running shelters / rescues like businesses and increasing adoptions through customer service have existed — and why, still 30 years later, too many shelters still aren't learning from these models.

Back in the late 80's when I was in a totally different field (social services) in the UK, I helped rewrite a brochure aimed at the local populace that purported to describe what our little section of social services did.

Maybe Netflix offline version would be arriving a little late in the game, but considering the popularity of live streaming service, we have no doubt the feature will be a huge hit.

Although Spotify will no doubt bolster its user base with its latest promotional offering, this is also a tactic that Apple employed a little over a year ago when touting its Apple Music service.

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In the early days, there was little sharing of property information among offices, until the introduction of Co-Operative Listings, which later became the Multiple Listing Service.

But that is something that we certainly expect to see a little later down the road,» says Gary Chou, first vice president and senior director at brokerage firm Matthews Real Estate Investment Services in Los Angeles.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.