End of the night.
Customer : Got a lighter.
Staff : no sir, none of us smoke.
Customer : I'm paying £4.20 a fucking pint and you haven't got a fucking lighter?!
Me : You earn all that money to pay £4.20 a fucking pint and you can't afford a fucking lighter?
Customers mates snigger and he looks indignant, not having the wit to come back with anything else. I'll let you work out what the moral of this particular story is.
Here are the units.
2 x Pints Salopian Oracle, 4% Abv, 568mls, Units : 4.54
1 x Half Salopian Oracle, 4% abv, 284mls, Units : 1.14
1 x Half Oakham Citra, 4.2% abv, 284mls, Units : 1.19
1 x Pint Oakham Citra, 4.2% abv, 568mls, Units : 2.39
1 x Half Hacker Pschorr, 5.5% abv, 284mls, Units : 1.56
2 x Kernel Black IPA, 6.8% abv, 330mls, Units : 4.48
Day Fourteen Total Units : 15.30.
See you tomorrow.
5 comments:
You could on the other hand doused him in petrol... Not to waste precious alcohol and then asked him if he wanted a light...
Burning customers alive is bad for business, putting them in their place on the other hand, is fun!
I dunno if it's you or the Rake, but you/it is a bit of a nutter magnet.
Or, maybe fellow caners are congregating to watch the funny units man... ;-)
Amen to that sentiment Rap.
Boggle - count yourself in that 'fellow caners' sentiment?
I admit to having my moments... B-)
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