So, fairly normal shift. We had just closed the bar and everything was clean. The only job I had left to do was to take the empty barrels out of the cellar and place them down the side of the bar.
I walk outside. As I am about to put the barrel down, I notice a lot of cardboard next to all the other empties. This was odd because we have a cardboard bin. I just assumed a lazy co-worker had left it there, and decided to go tidy it up.
I walk over to the big pile of cardboard. Now, remember it is dark outside, it is not well lit, and I can hardly see anything.
A man burst out of all the cardboard.
Me: HOLY SHIT!!!
The guy was drunk. VERY drunk.
Drunk: WHAA! WHATSHAPPENING?
Me: What the fuck are you doing?
Drunk: Whathefuuckyoouudoing?
Me: Why are you asleep there?
Drunk: I'll...killyou.
He was so drunk he fell back down into the cardboard. I very quickly walked back inside, locked the doors and called the police. They arrived about ten minutes later and took him to a nice comfy cell to sober up.
But oh my God, I nearly shit myself.
I walk outside. As I am about to put the barrel down, I notice a lot of cardboard next to all the other empties. This was odd because we have a cardboard bin. I just assumed a lazy co-worker had left it there, and decided to go tidy it up.
I walk over to the big pile of cardboard. Now, remember it is dark outside, it is not well lit, and I can hardly see anything.
A man burst out of all the cardboard.
Me: HOLY SHIT!!!
The guy was drunk. VERY drunk.
Drunk: WHAA! WHATSHAPPENING?
Me: What the fuck are you doing?
Drunk: Whathefuuckyoouudoing?
Me: Why are you asleep there?
Drunk: I'll...killyou.
He was so drunk he fell back down into the cardboard. I very quickly walked back inside, locked the doors and called the police. They arrived about ten minutes later and took him to a nice comfy cell to sober up.
But oh my God, I nearly shit myself.
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