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In celebration of the woman who went out for a quiet drink with friends after work, and ended up half naked, kicking a copper in the nads and threatening to smear her own shit over hospital staff, how have your best-laid plans ended in woe?
( , Thu 24 Mar 2011, 16:02)
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Started as glass collector, then barman, then cellar manager, then got on the management training thingy. I was, in my defence, 18 and stupid
Anywho, I'd been there nearly a year. I liked it. I thought I'd stick with it.
One night I found a turd in a pint glass on the bar. I resigned the next morning.
I'm not sure whose night went wrong there.
( , Tue 29 Mar 2011, 17:09, 2 replies)
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