Oh, I remembered another one.
Same hotel, different beardy low order twatnip. Again, not sabotage per se, cos I think it's a mean thing to do to someone.

Garry Bushell. Sat at the bar, with his agent, talking about a book he was to write. Loudly and obnoxiously.

Ignoring my surprise that the racist bigot actually could write, I prepared his drinks. Vodka and Orange for him, and scotch for the agent, if I remember correctly.

At the time, I was giving up smoking, but that day I had forgotten to bring my nicotine gum with me, apart from the piece I was chewing on the way to work. Not being allowed to chew behind the bar, but loathe to throw the gum away and be left irritable all shift, I rather disgustlingly with hindsight, had left the chewed gum on a beer mat concealed behind the bar so I could have a sneaky chew when no one was around.

On a beer mat, next to the ice bucket.

So I poured the drinks, put the ice in them and realised the gum was nowhere to be seen. And then I spotted it, stuck inside one of those hollowed out ice cubes bobbing in bushells booze.

Anyone else, ANYONE, and I swear, I would have disposed of the drink there and then. Possibly by drinking it myself, admittedly, but it would not have gone to a customer.

But then I looked at his loathesome blank eyed goon face. And gave him his drink, gum and all. Fully expecting to get yelled at and then fired.

So engrossed in the sound of his own voice repeating loudly at every opportunity 'when MY BOOK comes out' and 'while I was writing MY BOOK' that the TV tosspot didn't even notice.

Although when he started eating ice cubes I was very quick to go and get his glass from him I admit.
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Fri 19 Sep 2008, 16:25, 1 reply)

well...
...did you rescue your gum after it's outing?
( Alex Save a Tree, Eat a Beaver!, Wed 24 Sep 2008, 2:53, closed)