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I guess in this case both the customer and the worker were sucky. In general, it was an odd night out...
Was at the pub with my other half (OH) a couple of nights ago, and we were playing on the quiz machine. It's quite quiet in there, and all I can hear is a couple of guys having a conversation behind us. Suddenly OH whispers into my ear.
OH: After this game we're going to go sit at the bar.
Me: Why?
OH: Because the guy behind us is crazy.
Me: What do you mean, which one? They sound pretty normal.
I look round and what I had assumed to be two men having a conversation is in fact one man, with two completely different voices. He's even turning his head to denote each personality, right side for high voice, left side for deeper and more countrified voice. I agreed that sitting at the bar sounds like a plan.
Anyway, we pretty much forget about The Crazy; it is a pub in a small village after all, you can't wipe out hundreds of years of inbreeding in a couple of generations. However, after about half an hour The Crazy decides he needs a drink. In fact both his personalities need a drink. High voice wants gin and lemon, low voice wants beer. Fair enough. But while he waits for his drinks he picks up a beer towel and proceeds to blow his nose on it. He is now officially an SC.
The barman goes apeshit, yelling at the guy that he is disgusting and that he's warned him about treating the pub like it's his own home before. High voice apologises, low voice gets aggressive. (OH and I are backing away, trying not to simultaneously wet ourselves through fear and laughter.) Low voice personality takes over and the large hand gestures start, one of which knocks my drink over. Eventually the barman gets a broom and *sweeps* The Crazy out of the door in a rather aggressive fashion. Thus the barman becomes slighty sucky for being so remarkably insensitive to a customer with obvious mental problems. However, he did give me a replacement drink...
Was at the pub with my other half (OH) a couple of nights ago, and we were playing on the quiz machine. It's quite quiet in there, and all I can hear is a couple of guys having a conversation behind us. Suddenly OH whispers into my ear.
OH: After this game we're going to go sit at the bar.
Me: Why?
OH: Because the guy behind us is crazy.
Me: What do you mean, which one? They sound pretty normal.
I look round and what I had assumed to be two men having a conversation is in fact one man, with two completely different voices. He's even turning his head to denote each personality, right side for high voice, left side for deeper and more countrified voice. I agreed that sitting at the bar sounds like a plan.
Anyway, we pretty much forget about The Crazy; it is a pub in a small village after all, you can't wipe out hundreds of years of inbreeding in a couple of generations. However, after about half an hour The Crazy decides he needs a drink. In fact both his personalities need a drink. High voice wants gin and lemon, low voice wants beer. Fair enough. But while he waits for his drinks he picks up a beer towel and proceeds to blow his nose on it. He is now officially an SC.
The barman goes apeshit, yelling at the guy that he is disgusting and that he's warned him about treating the pub like it's his own home before. High voice apologises, low voice gets aggressive. (OH and I are backing away, trying not to simultaneously wet ourselves through fear and laughter.) Low voice personality takes over and the large hand gestures start, one of which knocks my drink over. Eventually the barman gets a broom and *sweeps* The Crazy out of the door in a rather aggressive fashion. Thus the barman becomes slighty sucky for being so remarkably insensitive to a customer with obvious mental problems. However, he did give me a replacement drink...
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