Mrs Whelan, An Post, North Main Street, Cork City, Ireland.

Mrs Whelan, a post mistress who's as coarse and stupid as a lobotomised baboon ...

The two-bit premises on North
Main St where the ignoramus
Mrs Whelan enjoys bullying
the vulnerable.

The mentality and conduct of Mrs Whelan, the post-mistress in this Irish provincial post-office, would deflate a person’s lungs. She’s coarse, ignoramus and really likes to throw her weight around. The first thought that probably enters her head when she wakes in the morning is about who she might bully that particular day. She’s a perfect example of the typical Irish bitch who’d breed scumbags like the little female bastards who, Seamus Fahy alleged, beat and prodded him with sweeping brushes in St Brigid’s hospital, Ballinasloe, Co Galway.

When she happened-upon someone who wouldn’t take her Oirish shit she did what would make a moron proud. This piece-of-shit, seemingly unable to give up being abusive and afraid she’d lose her job or business, hired an unstable and quite obviously insane imbecile to dish out abuse on her behalf.

This fellow (Mr Postal Moron) would not even get a job sweeping the streets in any country other than Ireland; he's got such an insane countenance that no interviewer (except a Cork imbecile) would take a chance on being responsible for what he’d be liable to do. If you let this chap out on the street with a brush and shovel it wouldn’t be long before he’d probably assault someone due to an imaginary slight or insult.

An example of this moron’s antics and the reason why Mrs Whelan gave him a job:

One evening he blustered into an Internet Cafe in Cork City with all the finesse of a wolf among a herd of sheep. The manager (who’s east European) upon seeing this moron immediately dashed from his station and ordered him to “get out” – seems Mr Postal Moron had caused trouble here a few times before. The postal worker replied to this by arrogantly asking the manager: “do you know who I am”. The manager (fair dues to him) didn’t deign to answer this fatuous question; instead he again – decorating this second request with choice expletives – told him to leave.

Mr Postal Moron then became aggressive and it was only when other customers told him to “fuck-off” that he slunk away. He then proceeded to fight and argue with pedestrians on the public footway just outside the cafe’s door.     

Prior to getting a job with An Post this stupid Irish postal worker would probably have had an inkling that he was mentally subnormal. He’d have subconsciously been aware that he was facing a life of street-sweeping or toilet cleaning – and that’s as far as he would have progressed in any half-normal society.   

Then to his amazement this mongrel Irish postmistress (Mrs Whelan) gives him a job. This to him is like winning a lottery jackpot and, like a lot of village idiots, he immediately associated this position with power – if you want to see a fool show their true colours just convince them that they’re highly intelligent. He then proceeded to display his authority to customers of An Post and people in general around Cork city  – I do often wonder how many beatings this arsehole has got so far in Cork?    

A sickening aspect to this Irish mongrelism is the fact he was hired by Mrs Whelan for just two reasons, neither of which has anything to do with competence. Firstly, inbred Mrs Whelan would have been attracted by his coarseness – don’t birds of a feather always flock together. And secondly she wanted someone to be abusive on her behalf, as she had gotten scared to do any bullying herself. She had until recently enjoyed throwing her own weight around from behind the post office’s security screen but had encountered someone who wouldn’t tolerate it.

This person approached Whelan on the street one morning, as she was about to open her post office, and made it very clear that he’d not be taking any abuse from her. The inbred Irish bitch was so stupid that she hadn’t figured on actually meeting someone she had smart-mouthed outside of the post office and without the protection of the safety screen – this level of utter stupidity is very common in south-west Ireland. Typically of Irish bullies Mrs Whelan is an invertebrate coward and scurried away from her admonisher with urine running down the inside of her legs.

In her idiocy Mrs Whelan attempted to overcome the problem of being accosted by pissed-off people by hiring a half-wit who’d do the bullying in her stead; and thus, like the typical inbred Cork cunt, she could sit back in her post office and watch like a coward as her moronic employee dished out abuse on her behalf.  

I think that the typical Cork and Kerry bitches will soon be apt to give birth to lifeforms such as this.

Martin Ryan, one of the backward pieces-of-shit that run Ireland’s postal service, was informed about Mr Postal Moron’s and Mrs Whelan’s conduct but, typical of shameless Oirish arseholes, have simply ignored the atrocious carry-on.

If you’re thinking of doing business in Ireland you should first be sure to check-out the way in which Irish state-bodies, such as An Post, are run. When you’d experience the backwardness and realise how it goes to the very core of Irish society you’ll run-a-mile. The reputation the Irish have for moronism and backwardness in not slanderous, rather it’s well deserved.

Another example of the Irish Postal Service’s ubiquitous stupidity:

Three Irish postal workers sued An Post for trauma they suffered due to bullying. The Oirish courts (surprise, surprise1) found in their favour and awarded them €50,000.

And how did An Post ensure this bully wouldn’t torment and harass anymore of their employees, and cost them another giant payout? You would naturally expect the answer to be: the bully lost his job and  went away with an atrociously bad reference.

Well you’d be wrong, fucking completely wrong: the backward cunting paddies let him keep his job at An Post. They never even reprimanded him – you're forgiven if at this stage you think I’m talking about Mugabe’s Zimbabwe.  

Believe it or not: he’s ascertained by the courts as a slack-jawed bully and cost his employers (the Irish taxpayers?2) €50,000. And the backward bastards let him keep his job – acts like this is why some people get upset when the Irish are compared to monkeys; monkeys could not be as stupid as this.

_________________________________________ 1The paddies generally don’t like admitting anything that shows them in a bad light. Cases of bullying in State bodies will usually be denied by all-and-sundry because it goes against the Oirish fantasy of being an elite and very cerebral people.

2Of course it didn’t really cost the paddy-taxpayer anything. It’s the German taxpayers who foot bills like this – bigger fools them.