pub managers
there must be a distinction here, people who serve beer are god given angels. people who manage them are scum.

The profession of serving a beer pretty much requires a decent chest and a half decent face, and depending on the price of the booze, the face doesnt have to be that great.

however the generally fat twats who stand behind them, issuing orders like its their little regiment of the SS, do my nut in.

they stand there, looking all powerful, demanding that glasses get collected or that the floor isnt mopped enough. twats. so full of their own self importance, they forget customers are there watching half the time. Working for them is even worse.

and the fuckers get to have a bit of the barmaid half the time, which the girls do in the vain hope of a promotion. poor girls.
(badshrek is green and smells of cabbage, Fri 28 May 2010, 1:09, 10 replies)

Really?
Whilst I deeply enjoy your massive generalisation of an entire trade, I must point out a few things: there are those managers who work fucking hard to run the ship--whilst you see lines of punters queueing up to stare at a barmaids' tits and salivate, we see crowd control and potential trouble. While you see us standing around handing out orders, we think, "shit, 2 tills and 500 punters, this is going to take some coordination", whilst you see a fat guy lording it over everyone in the vicinity, we see someone who gets savaged by upper management every single fucking time something goes even a tiny bit wrong, and who is trying to maintain control over the crowd, the staff, the equipment, and (for profit's sake) the atmosphere. You wonder why we appear testy--it's because we're waiting for the next stupid, drunken fight to kick off and force us into stepping in. If you really want to know why we're often fucking the barmaids, it's because we're alpha males with a significant amount of charisma and command skills. You're just a fucktard leering over the bar.
(The_Bishop begged for death on, Fri 28 May 2010, 8:37, closed)

Badshrek, I'd like you to meet Mr Slapped...

(Falstaff's Spiritual Successor, Fri 28 May 2010, 13:02, closed)

Half of the time?
Most of the pub owners I know are couples of 'Landlord and Landlady' and the barmaids are not all slaggy.
(Mrs Ballunatic counting calories, not votes., Fri 28 May 2010, 8:51, closed)

Nice generalisation here
you managed to tick sexist, patronising and foolish
( Amberl was stripey and dominated Europe, Fri 28 May 2010, 11:01, closed)

This ^

( Mockingbird Practitioner of SCIENCE, Fri 28 May 2010, 11:39, closed)

Bar management is bloody hard work..
The staff have got it easy, all they have to do is turn up, listen to their boss shout at them for a bit, work their shift, and go home.

It's the managers that do the rest, and there's a lot to do, believe me.

Speaking of the ultimate bar management nightmare, which invoke a lot of shouting, swearing, and stress. It's just a few days away, and comes in the form of two words..

World. Cup.

So the next time you're in a pub, enjoying your cold pint, whilst eyeing up the stressed out barstaff, and you happen to see a Pub Manager/Manageress actually stood still having a drink, trust me, they've probably earned it.
(danniekavanagh did nothing constructive on, Fri 28 May 2010, 11:47, closed)

...and his colleague, Mr Down.

(Falstaff's Spiritual Successor, Fri 28 May 2010, 13:02, closed)

All the bar managers I know are girls or gays
and very good at their jobs

so not really fitting that stereotype at all
( emvee cruor deo cruoris, Fri 28 May 2010, 14:48, closed)

These
must be the pub managers that are making so much loot that a record number of pubs are closing down every month. Or the ones who have to answer to the jumped-up area manager who wants to know why their takings are down by 10% on last week, what the fuck are they going to do about it, what strategies they have in place to overcome the downturn?
The same pub managers that have been at work since 8am sorting pipe-cleaning, deliveries, removing cuntflumps that are blocking the bogs, not to mention being civil to the arseholes who turn up at 10.01am every fucking day to nurse half a pint of bitter until Wetherspoons opens. The very same pub managers who generally live on the premises, so never really get to switch off, or have quality time out, because some 22 yr-old cunt of a deputy keeps hammering on the flat door to find out which key opens the cupboard with the till rolls in.

I pity any pub (or club) manager these days, especially if they work for a PLC, they are treated like scum by the men upstairs, you are just an instantly dispensable drone. If you don't like it, or you aren't doing things exactly how Head Office says so, bang, you are history. It's not like being a Landlord, the genial host of the traditional British Public House.

Not that being a landlord/lady/licensee is any better, it just means that when the ship goes down, you go down with it, watched by an unsympathetic Pubco who have arse-fucked you with their unreasonable booze prices.
(Rsoles, Fri 28 May 2010, 16:01, closed)

"10.01am every fucking day to nurse half a pint of bitter until Wetherspoons opens"
These are the same people who would pay a fiver in a taxi, just to get to a pub that's 5p a pint cheaper..
(danniekavanagh did nothing constructive on, Sat 29 May 2010, 9:20, closed)