Wetherspoons.....it really is that bad.
Long time lurker, this qotw just got my juices goin too much to keep quiet. Having seen the bottom dregs of the society scum barrel drinking in the Wetherspoons where I slogged my guts out (on piss-poor money I might add) for several years, I had many experiences that should have made me leave right there and then. Foolishly I thought earning a wage rather that getting pissed all day like the benefit-bludging scum was preferable. Can you tell I'm bitter? LOL Anyways:
1) On the hourly toilet inspection one day, opened a cubicle to find the remnants of the Daily Sport. Someone had a VERY good read of it. The paper, and most of the cubicle was decorated with copious lashings of baby-batter. The poor bastard staff members on duty were expected to clean it up.
2) One particularly obnoxious individual customer, spent the whole day (as he did everday actually) drinking cider and being a cnut to staff. But on this day, he didn't handle his drink quite as well as normal. We were astonishingly busy, the pub was hammered with xmas shoppers as it was late night opening in town so we couldn't keep an eye on all the reprobates who kept buying him drinks. Next thing we hear, is that he's passed out and won't wake up. Turns out he has slumped off of his chair onto the floor and is being sick so we quickly get him sat up and try to get him conscious. At which point, he then PISSES himself. Trying not to wretch, we try n get him on his chair as he's waking up.
Then he SHAT himself......It was that night I told em to stick the job. Funny that. Got a much better job in a music store where noone has ever puked on the staff.

There are more but these two stick in my memory somewhat.

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(Katana01 It's all fun and games 'til someone gets hurt, Tue 25 Jul 2006, 10:51, Reply)