Ok so I think most of the...
bases have generally been covered here; but I feel it my duty to expand on a few points...

As a lowly student type person I have had countless bar jobs, I take pride in my work, always have done; I have worked in dumps with drunks banging on the door at 10am in North London - to swanky city center champaigne joints...

One thing in common... the landlord/liscencee what ever title you want to give the monkey, is doing the job because they are incapable of doing anything else; and more importantly they are always lying caniving cheating fruitloops...

I shall explain:

short measures... working in a bar that had millions of spirits not on the optic system meant we used the little metal cups... we were told not to fill fully...

Pints should be poured with the largest head possible.. a good inch is the ideal head.

any bar man will also tel lyou that when a barrel is changed you get fobbing on the line quite often - when it goes madly frothy - this can not be helped... although I have never served slops, at one once again up market place the bar manager used to measure the over poors (slop tray) never taking into account the fobbing from dodgy lines and changing barrels... and then charged us at full retail price for said pints...

Heaven forbid you should make a mistake pouring a spirit... that would be deducted at full retail price too...

So what did we all do... well I was good.. I would try my best, and I always refused to serve 2 hour old mistakingly poured pints to punters... usually...

however if you're drunk and being a twat dont expect your bill to be anything other than a work of fiction and your gf's jd and coke to contain anything more that vapour of spirit.

Oh and kitchens every single one has been sickeningly disgusting...

one place a freezer broke down...
no one noticed - I dont know exactly what the story was but I was handed a large plastic tray with about an inch of blood in it... covered in mold... blood mold...

You know how women moan and complain about clothes being labeled the same size but being totally different from shop to shop...

Well blame me... I used to make it up as I went along... what ever takes my fancy... once day x measure might be y the next it might be y plus a bit...

and yes... topshop is a customer.

oh and this one does make me feel guilty as the company was featured on Watchdog... but I didnt know...

Never ever buy windows from a cold call... never ever pay a deposit for said home improvements from a cold call... as you will find said company deciding to go tits up on a regualr basis and changing names, directors... offices... phone numbers... oh it wasnt called Nationwide Home Improvements either...

Oh and clothes shops mark up over 300% from wholesale prices to retail price... thats for simple stuff... expensive designer stuff has significantly higher markups... its all made in the same factories... oh and just because it says made in Italy doesnt mean anything.. it jsut means that someone called luigi sneezed in its vicinity once... when the jumper was a sheep... In China...
(feedingtimeatthezoo day 1 of his bikini diet started, Fri 28 Sep 2007, 0:18, Reply)