Getting between Men and Beer
A lifetime ago, I used to work in Bars/Hotels in Edinburgh.

The incident occurred when I was working in a respectable Hotel bar. It was a very busy place, frequented by the "in crowd" (or at least that's what they thought)...or perhaps it was a cattle market...oh, yes that's right, it had a sign outside declaring:

"Meet/Mix/Match/and Relax..."

So, picture the scene....Saturday night...I come on shift @ 5pm and the regulars are already getting a little, ahem, happy. It is horseshoe bar, with stools that we remove for Sat night so people can get to the bar.

On one of the stools is a couple of guys I haven't seen before - it turns out they are celebrating one of their 32nd birthday. "nice try" I say, thinking they were just trying to get a free drink...they laugh and I carry on serving the rest of the punters...

Fast forward four hours and they are still there (dark rum and cokes going down nicely). I watch as the guy having the birthday falls off his stool...he wasn't pushed, so I thought he had just had enough...but no! He had had a brain hemorrhage and we learned later that he was probable dead before he hit the floor.

So we call an ambulance, which duly comes and the paramedics get all their machines out and they all go "beep"...the police come and tell us that we need to close the bar whilst they investigate.

This is when the customers of the bar show their human side...

One that sticks in the memory is a guy stepping over the medics and the body - the conversation went like this:

Him "2 pints of lager please"
Me "'fraid the bar is closed"
Him "What??? it is only 9pm!!!"
Me "The guy you just stepped over is dead"
Him "Can't you move him?"

Lovely...
( JockyMcSporan has a pointy head but no pointy chin..., Tue 4 Mar 2008, 12:12, 4 replies)

I confess
If I was on a night out and half-cut my reaction would be the same, and if that dead man was me I would hate for the party to stop.
( whenanimalsattackhumans clad in global hypercolour, Tue 4 Mar 2008, 12:30, closed)

How...
deeply inconsiderate dying like that when I need to get to the bar... I bet the landlord realy thanked him that evening!!!
(feedingtimeatthezoo day 1 of his bikini diet started, Tue 4 Mar 2008, 16:42, closed)

jeez...
move the body! The people need their drinks.
( flirting with badgers What? It sounded good at the time., Wed 5 Mar 2008, 3:19, closed)

I suppose
the brain haemorrage was his body's birthday present to him. Pity about closing the bar at 9 on a Saturday. Did you reopen after he'd been carted off?
(Grey_Ghost has yet to decide on a sig on, Wed 5 Mar 2008, 14:04, closed)