I am clearing tables. The pub is extremely busy.Far too busy for this shit.
I go over to a table of four middle aged women. As I approach, I see they have got several condiment bottles and are literally decorating their table with mustard, ketchup and mayo. They are also filling up their empty glasses with the stuff. The mess they had made was worse than the most feral child. I was mad.
The ladies saw me come over and a smug look came over their faces. And with every group of SC's, there is always an SC Ringleader
SC: Oh look. I guess you will have to clear all this up!
I dropped my cloth into the middle of the table.
Me: If you want to carry on drinking here, you can clean that up. Otherwise you can leave.
I went to take the condiment filled glasses. They were covered in the stuff, meaning it got all over my hands. I couldn't help but make a disgusted face as I went to walk away.
SC: Don't you dare tell us what to do! And don't you dare pull a face like that! You HAVE to smile! It's Christmas!!!
Me: It doesn't matter what time of year it is. I will not smile and encourage your behaviour.
SC: Do you know what, I think you should get me a phone number so I can call and complain about you!
Me: Even better: My boss is just over there. Shall I go get her for you?
SC: Yes! Go get her! I want to complain about you, you miserable shit!
I got Boss Lady, but I also left behind the dirty table and dirty glasses.
Me: Boss Lady, there's a table that wants to complain about me for being miserable. I won't tell you why I'm miserable. Just go and look at the state of the table and you'll see.
Boss looked confused and went over. About a minute later I heard her yell.
Boss: You are grown women!! What made you think this was acceptable! Clean it up or get out!!
SC: It's not our job to clean!!
Boss: Then out! Get out!
SC: Fine! We're never coming back!
Boss: I've never seen you here before so I don't really care. Now go.
Ringleader SC approached me. She got within an inch of my face.
SC: Man up! It's Christmas!!!
I go over to a table of four middle aged women. As I approach, I see they have got several condiment bottles and are literally decorating their table with mustard, ketchup and mayo. They are also filling up their empty glasses with the stuff. The mess they had made was worse than the most feral child. I was mad.
The ladies saw me come over and a smug look came over their faces. And with every group of SC's, there is always an SC Ringleader
SC: Oh look. I guess you will have to clear all this up!
I dropped my cloth into the middle of the table.
Me: If you want to carry on drinking here, you can clean that up. Otherwise you can leave.
I went to take the condiment filled glasses. They were covered in the stuff, meaning it got all over my hands. I couldn't help but make a disgusted face as I went to walk away.
SC: Don't you dare tell us what to do! And don't you dare pull a face like that! You HAVE to smile! It's Christmas!!!
Me: It doesn't matter what time of year it is. I will not smile and encourage your behaviour.
SC: Do you know what, I think you should get me a phone number so I can call and complain about you!
Me: Even better: My boss is just over there. Shall I go get her for you?
SC: Yes! Go get her! I want to complain about you, you miserable shit!
I got Boss Lady, but I also left behind the dirty table and dirty glasses.
Me: Boss Lady, there's a table that wants to complain about me for being miserable. I won't tell you why I'm miserable. Just go and look at the state of the table and you'll see.
Boss looked confused and went over. About a minute later I heard her yell.
Boss: You are grown women!! What made you think this was acceptable! Clean it up or get out!!
SC: It's not our job to clean!!
Boss: Then out! Get out!
SC: Fine! We're never coming back!
Boss: I've never seen you here before so I don't really care. Now go.
Ringleader SC approached me. She got within an inch of my face.
SC: Man up! It's Christmas!!!
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