A lady comes up to me. She is quite angry.
SC: This beer is disgusting! Look at it! Look how cloudy it is!
Me: OK. I'll get you a new beer. It does look like it has reached the end of the barrel though. What beer was it so I know which one to change?
SC: I don't know, but it's disgusting. I can't drink it!
Me: You don't know what beer you bought?
SC: Well I didn't buy it!
This is the part where I thought she was going to say "My husband did!"
But she didn't.
SC: I found it!
Me: You found it?
SC: Yes! It was at that empty table over there! It's disgusting! I can't drink it!
Me: You TOOK at beer off an empty table...and you're COMPLAINING about it?
SC: Yes! It's disgust...
Me: GET...OUT...OF...MY...BAR.
SC: What?
Me: Get out. NOW.
She scarpered. I felt so powerful...my bar
Even though it is far from mine!
I just don't understand. She was a respectable looking woman, middle aged, dressed well, quite well spoken and she wasn't drunk!
I mean...what! I had to go into the kitchen to vent about it for about ten minutes I was so mad with her.
SC: This beer is disgusting! Look at it! Look how cloudy it is!
Me: OK. I'll get you a new beer. It does look like it has reached the end of the barrel though. What beer was it so I know which one to change?
SC: I don't know, but it's disgusting. I can't drink it!
Me: You don't know what beer you bought?
SC: Well I didn't buy it!
This is the part where I thought she was going to say "My husband did!"
But she didn't.
SC: I found it!
Me: You found it?
SC: Yes! It was at that empty table over there! It's disgusting! I can't drink it!
Me: You TOOK at beer off an empty table...and you're COMPLAINING about it?
SC: Yes! It's disgust...
Me: GET...OUT...OF...MY...BAR.
SC: What?
Me: Get out. NOW.
She scarpered. I felt so powerful...my bar

I just don't understand. She was a respectable looking woman, middle aged, dressed well, quite well spoken and she wasn't drunk!
I mean...what! I had to go into the kitchen to vent about it for about ten minutes I was so mad with her.
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