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I have a sneaky suspicion that ..

my liver and kidneys are not happy!

I also have a sneaky suspicion that they would really like me to go to AA …

I have a sneaky suspicion that I may need to!

Stupid!

I worked in the stupid pub on Christmas stupid Eve … stupid .. stupid .. stupid! (and yes, I knew it was stupid when I stupidly said I would!)

The pub is crazy packed with upper-crust, toffee-nosed snobs who think that, as bar staff, we are beneath them, they are able to be rude, take hours ordering 5 drinks and ask for the pint of Guinness at the end (word of advice .. if drinking (or someone else is) Guinness .. ORDER IT AT THE FUCKING START!) .. oh yes, and guess what?  I’ve never seen any of these people before … “yah dahling, this is our local, such a sweet place”  ???? in 14 years, I’ve never seen you, either that or you are ageing incredibly badly!  So what with their bad manners and snobbish behaviour, they then start getting bolshy when we stopped serving at 12:00 .. so let me see, you don’t come in here from one year to the next but you expect to drink till 4:00 in the morning?  Hmm .. I see how that works .. not .. those who regularly give their custom to the pub were in the other bar .. and we served them. HA!

It got to the point where I just didn’t look at the customers, as I tried to clear glasses and space.  One girl actually prodded me and said “are you serving?”, so I prodded her back and said “does it look like it?” .. One guy pissed me off so much (he realised he was being a dick though) .. he gave me a £10 tip! .. and along with other various donations went home with over £40 in my pocket .. that and the wages .. £100 .. the only good thing to come out of the whole knackering scenario!

So by the time I got home at 2:00 am .. sat for an hour and a half trying to wind down and have a drink myself (and ignore Pig who was stupid drunk) … it was about 4:00 am before I got to bed and then couldn’t sleep for Pig’s snoring … it’s taken me the last 10 days to recover! 

And a little word to the woman on Sunday night .. the Rose is one of the most popular wines we do, the bottle will have been opened and in the fridge for less than 2 hours … stick that up your bum - oh .. and who drinks sherry with lemonade????  I got the bar manager to serve her after that, she’d got some stupid double-barrelled name .. but he recognised her from over 40 years ago in Essex where he’d had a quick fumble .. she didn’t remember and I don’t think was overly impressed that he had!  I would so have liked to be there when he told her!

Note to customer: Pissing bar staff off, often leads to them spitting, or doing something to your drink! 

Note to self:

New Year’s Resolution no: 1 = STOP BEING STUPID

Mainly though people please remember …

A pub is for life, not just for Christmas!

What a bummer ..

Happy New Year to one and all!

Having spent the last 11 days doing very very little, actually even getting out of bed was beyond me some days, I lay all snuggled in bed this morning waiting for the dreaded alarm to go off so that I could get up in plenty of time to get to work and wishing that I really didn’t have to and berating myself for not having taken these 3 days off as holiday!

I managed to get to work approximately on time .. ok, ok, so I was 10 minutes late … all quiet on the Western front so to speak with only 1 Director in.  The phone in Reception goes at about 10:30 .. “Hello FC, blah blah blah …. Cat’s in …” and the call is put through to me …. HE WASN’T EXPECTING ME TO BE HERE – in a nice way (although why I’m not totally sure as I hadn’t put in for holiday) … so I could have been still in bed!

But as I’m technically not supposed/expected to be here .. does that mean I can get away with no work?  I think so!